scarlet flame

Wow It's been so long sense last time i made a poem!

Scarlet flame

Here is stand alone the last of my kind.

My soul flickers like a scarlet flame.

Truly terrified by the blood soaked rain.

These muddy waters in my inner domain.

Vacant inside that still beating heart.

Desperate search for my lost art.

Who am i? the darkness steals my true name.

Kneeling to the this nameless fear.

My voice stolen.

The passage of time express a year.

I beg for mercy.

End it now!

Scarlet flame burn me!

Reviews

[Marissa Brazzell]

That was very good. I was wondering if this poem is based on true feeling?