Black Eyes

Should I loathe the words I speak?

....Indefinitely,

Strike them from the pages with the erratic swipes of a black quill,

Stain the parchment with ink so the guilt I feel should diminish,

I speak poison unto you a vicious colloquy of animosity,

Save yourself while you still can,

Before the demons who feed on my soul defile yours,

And I drag you down into abeyance. 

Take your asperous  dagger to my throat,

Bleed me with the anger you held down,

For my eyes refuse to leak that salty grime,

Let my neck spill it's blood in return for my arrogance,

If I cannot cry then let my body do it for me,

Whether it clear or crimson,

It still pours fluidly.

Am I dark inside?

If I presented my heart would it just be a void?

I feel it beating but my senses can betray me,

How can I trust the body that hurts so many,

I know one thing for sure though,

It's lucky that my eyes are black,

For I can hide the archfiend behind them.

Reviews

[Blissful Sin]

I love these types of poems because it makes me think deep thoughts, amazing.
-Bliss

[Forgotten]

Haha thank you, dark poetry is my forte I think =D It's my best work

[Frieda P]

This is a highly intellectual rant John....

It's lucky that my eyes are black,
For I can hide the archfiend behind them.

That really pulled it all together nicely in one big punch to the head, kudos!

[Forgotten]

Haha thank you, I'm quite good at my rants ;) I've had plenty of years of practice =D

[Frieda P]

I hear you! Ha, excellent read....