Fancy a bit of dark poetry?

I'm not poet, but hey I know it (hee hee).

In a dark place lately, but hey that's life.  I will get there!

The world creeps on with silent amusement

Mocking my pain in endless tones of mockery.

And I see no end or limit to its affect

Until I am drowning in the blood that flows freely from my heart

For I am gone, not one with life any longer.

As I sit and watch the endless chatter from the amusement box.

Watching others live lives more fake than mine.

For I have happiness but I can’t grasp it.

My soul to scarred to find it’s peace.

Wanting for it to have meaning

But feeling like a stranger here

Wasting away into nothingness until I fade and disappear into the night.

A figure of disenchantment who knew love but could only find misery

For the pain was overbearing, its onward, never ending.

Until my tears stop flowing, for nothing is left inside this soul.

Empty, empty like the air.

Longing for peace, but heavy-laden with despair and misery

Until my back is broken.

And I can no longer take the pain.

It searing through me like a knife.

Sjck of trying and failing, failing evermore.

Is there no end to this darkness?

A figure weakened and soft

Will I die from it’s misery?

Oh life, don’t swallow me up in shadows

I beg thee for thy pity.

Help me bear it all again so I can shed the burden once and for all.

For it must be, it has to be, or all is vain.

And failure cannot be.

Less the journey be in waste.

Albeit crawling I will trudge onwards

Into the muddy sorrow of it all

Though the end be ever distant

I will bear the burden no longer

Let it end – let it DIE

Oh me, I will find rescue.

Strength thus hidden will be freed.