running through the brisk nothingness
screaming through my sewn shut mouth
trying to tell you the dreadful sin committed
while you just stare as tough i'm lost
lost in the shadows of your pity
lost in the endless darkness of hate
joy doesn't show it's face in this town
locked away in it's shelter as many are
god shows no hope for the damned
left in the dark that never let's up
all they do is plant the great garden
of the forever dead black roses
Kept Quiet
i wrote this in my psych class :]Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
