Forgotten Gods
By nightshade
I close my eyes trying to warm up inside
But it is all done in vain
My soul dies within me
As darkness calls out my name
I stand before a shattered altar
And tears of anger burn my skin
I pray to a forgotten god
Hoping he will burn away my sin
Here I kneel wounded inside
Wishing to wash away my pain
To free myself of this hatred
And it’s dark ebony stain
Living a life built upon shattered dreams
Full of discontent as hope is taken by time's stream
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Copyright 2004 nightshade
Published on Sunday, February 1, 2004.
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On Thursday, October 13, 2016, 10 Forty Three
(543) wrote:
I can feel your pain in your words. Very powerful. - 10:43
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A former member wrote:
One word:
Amazing
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On Saturday, January 1, 2011, Artanis
(56) wrote:
cool... :)
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On Wednesday, March 3, 2004, Lynaes
(854) wrote:
"Darkness calls my name", that line sent a shiver down my spine. A rich, atmospheric piece. ~L
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On Saturday, February 28, 2004, The Fallen Angel
(234) wrote:
well written in it's dark streaming flow+fallen one+
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A former member wrote:
This is similar to a style I use. But you put such a great essence into it.
+T.P.U+
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On Sunday, February 1, 2004, Moodswing
(63) wrote:
i second that welcome...i hope to see much more from you
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A former member wrote:
"Living a life built upon shattered dreams" Wow.. this is great. I take pleasure in saying "welcome to DarkPoetry". : ) ~Wish Upon A Star