Tainted Moonlight

By SirEnders

 Knives are sweet, but they dull
Much like the blood loss can lull.
See the blood and need, crave more
I can see into your mortal core.
You have no sympathy left
Took my feelings, a grand theft.
You took everything from me
Finally, no longer blind I can see.
Face me on the hospital bed tonight
See the damage, I lost the fight.
You simply sit impatient and watch the clock
Maybe you should finish me with that glock.
I hate you, I loath you, I want you to confess
All the lies you have told, I will not digress.
You said such sweet, addicting words
But repeated them to others like a bird.
So leave, I give up, I go home tomorrow
I am home again, but my home is sorrow.
I walk in that wretched vicinity of hate
Upstairs, I left a gift for me. A necklace of fate.
Hook it up to the fan, and kick out the chair
Fan falls and parents run up in a chaotic flare.
Yell and scream negative words, away I go
Just walking through this desolate field of snow.
Knock on her door pitifully, tell her I needed a favour
She sees the marks on my neck and bocomes my carer.
Look out the window at the grey, eerie tainted moonlight
I no longer want to solo this endless, pointless plight.
No one wants an outcast
Especially with my past.
I've accepted my fight is futile
I won't change my style.
I leave the next day
We have nothing to say.
I tell her one last goodbye
She looks me dead in the eye.
Tears up and looks away
I'm on my way to the bay.
l sit and watch the water
See Death the Father.
Urges me into his arms
He has the perfect charms.
Follow him down and down
I could care less if I drown.
Gets black and cold, to my core
I wake up coughing on the shore.
My place with Death isn't quite done
I miss my Father and he wants his son.

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Copyright 2016 SirEnders
Published on Friday, February 5, 2016.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • lupus tenebrae On Thursday, March 3, 2016, lupus tenebrae (872)By person wrote:

    Brings to mind the context of my writing when I came here 6 years ago, dredging up the kind of latent anguish that no one would dare wish on another. I often cite that poetry is how I make sense of the discord around me...I can tell it's much the same, for you. DarkPoetry is as much a shelter as a place of growth, stay awhile and hone your verse, further. Scholar

  • SirEnders On Thursday, March 3, 2016, SirEnders (50)By person wrote:

    Thank you. I do appreciate everyone here. They welcome me, wish me luck, and help me on my poetry. Again thank you for reading mate, have a great day.

  • A former member wrote: The last line really got to me... Good work.

  • SirEnders On Friday, February 5, 2016, SirEnders (50)By person wrote:

    Thank you. I'm glad my writings speak to your emotions. I'm sorry for anything negative I brought up. Again, thank you.

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