Purge

Purge

A Poem by BryanaBear

Some would call it
DESTRUCTION.
I'd label that false.
I call it, proof.
Proof I'm still living.
Depression, so dark.
The darkness overwhelms.
The blade is security.
Proof it's not a dream.
I seek it but can't purge.
A promise kept,
But how will I know?
When I cross worlds.
Does death feel this way?

© 2013 BryanaBear



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Very dark and makes you think, I like it!

Posted 4 Years Ago


BryanaBear

4 Years Ago

Thanks :)
Who knows? Maybe it's just darkness for all eternity, maybe it's another life, reborn again? Great work

Posted 4 Years Ago



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BryanaBear
BryanaBear

Fairbanks, AK



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