Curse of me

I see you aware there staring at me
a starving carnivorous beast awaiting release
carving a feast from elevated deceased
peace still and still fading from a piece
of a semblance of remembrance
craving escalating resemblance
to caving evading relentless resentment
insistence craving solving evolving existence
braving unending unbending persistence
One simple click of the latch will open the hatch
One more sip of the potion will unleash all emotion
then I will be dead and you will be free
and all words will be said as you look back at me
in one final motion - one primal notion
....and then we shall see....
....what wonderful worlds are waiting for me....

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In her darkness, she reached out in search of your touch,
But there was only coldness and pain in your grip,
Solitude the misfortune of those she deceived,
As from her soul the life blood now steadily drips...
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In her darkness, it is no longer of relevant concern,
Her impetuous temperament shows this is no game,
No matter what tales you may have heard in the past,
Nothing in the darkness will ever again be the same...
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In her darkness, she is tied with invisible ropes,
In a place where in the darkness they play,
Soon the ropes will turn into chains,
That bind her forever and in darkness she will stay...
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In her darkness, the screams are a deafening sound,
And the others here are in tears as they cry,
Chillingly they have not yet accepted the truth,
That their souls inside have already died...
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In her darkness, no one in here can help you,
Your choices have already been made,
And all those around you who are feigning the truth,
Will someday join you in this deep darkened place...
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In her darkness immersed in the river of red,
She is as wicked as evil can be,
Stumbling over the ragged souls of the dead,
Sentenced to the darkness for all eternity...
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 Thinking of him
on a bed blanketed with sadness
hugged with bitter sweet sorrow
another drop of her heart blood
to ink its wall with graffiti

anger within bubbling like lava
erupt through her eyes
in gushing hot rain
wetting her pillow of bitterness

that fate should laugh with destiny
seeming to giggle with evil laughter
as they watched her struggle
to hold on to her soul

turning to face the empty wall
she scrawled her words of despair
all so cliché in its rhyme
and bitter laugher choked her

this is a circle game she thought
as she faced another day
bright uncaring sun
forcing her to its indifferent light.