The Change


The Change

I was a kind and gentle soul, 
when suddenly and violently it changes.
The darkness rising and feeding, creating a hole
as I keep turning the pages.
My reflection grows more sinister
the murder, death, suicide, stirring in my head
Forget the minister
i would prefer the soothing feeling of the white hot lead
I wont say I wont try it again
because these nightmares are pushing me closer.
There is no way you can defend
this feeling will run you over like a bulldozer
This evil is rising
and all that was good has died.
All that is left is fighting
if I said I was coming back to you I lied.

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redbloodink commented on The Change


great........ I have been in darkplaces before... nice job.... red

KING commented on The Change


Impressive. Reminds me of darker times in my life. Great flow to your poem.

ladyaries149 commented on The Change


Deep, son...deep. I'm new here. I got one called Untitled that you might like (not to downplay the tone of your poem). We've all been there at one point or another, right?

In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

caboose187’s Poems (24)

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