She has awakened.
You who I thought I killed but won't end.
The demoness who is neither just a friend or foe.
Her Evil agenda is her own.
Won't stop till I'm dead by my own hands.
She rested within my soul beneath hidden sands.
She looks like me in that mirror.
She speaks but I pretend I don't hear her.
She sounds like me but she says things that give me chills.
"Cut your wrists or perhaps swallow lots of pills?"
"No there must be still hope!", I cry
She laughs "No just die."
"Things might get better again."
"No they might but we always win."
I will continue to fight.
But my light, it's dimming my light.

There once was a girl named Roxie Rich.
Who died as honorable as a injured fish.
She was walking one day in her family's forest.
However she got lost like a confused tourist.
She was approached by a man with a hood.
She being startled stood as still as wood.
She asked him what are you doing here sir?
Suddenly he worked his knife into her.
This was not real but to no avail for poor Roxie had stabbed herself with a long nail.
She stumbled and to the ground she fell.
Then time passed and the wind wailed.
In the distance her parents yelled.
Closing her eyes one last time she heard the crickets sing.
Death took Roxie under his wing.

@im-a-bae well when I'm bored I write poetry, go out and walk in the woods, and listen to music.

I know a lady.
Let's just call her Mary.
Left her old man the other day.
Guess he'd prefer it that way.
Poor Mary she can't get over it.
She constantly attempts to forget.
She's a hot little mess.
Drowning her sorrows while wearing her old wedding dress.
Never cared for country songs.
But here she is living in one.
Sipping on moonshine.
Can't afford fancy wine.
I saw her throw her ring to the wall.
Most nights you can hear her bawl.
She lives her life one day at a time.
Never wants to lay her heart back on the line.
Go Mary have your fun!
One day this will all be done.

@stranger_danger beautiful words as well. I'm glad I can evoke emotion and inspire you and others. It warms my heart.

I look upon our memories.
Thinking when did we forgo all pleasantries.
My heart bleeds and yet I still exist.
Love is a heaven and a hell; why didn't I resist?
Wish you didn't hate me now.
Would say this to you but I just don't know how.
I'd take it all back if I could.
All this is happening and I never thought it would.
I dream of what could have been.
What happiness would have occurred then?
All of these things keep me awake so many nights.
I replay it all from the tender kissess to the fights.
We weren't perfect that's for certain.
Can't quit loving you though my former person.

@evan-elderson very beautiful work!

@us-poet I love that!

I wish I could ask Mr.Death if he enjoys his job.
I wish I could ask the angels if rain is formed by the tears they sob.
I wish I could ask God why he created this place.
I wish I could ask to once again see his dear face.
I wish I could ask the sun why she shines.
I wish I could ask the moon if he likes his night time.
I wish I could ask the universe what the point of it all is.
Yeah, I wish I could ask all of this.

Have you ever loved someone you wanted to hate?
Ever felt so broken that you started to break?
Looking in the mirror regretting what you see.
Have you wished you could be the best you could be?
Ever been stuck between wasting away and hopeful?
Looking less happy more mournful.
Have you ever felt so alone?
Ever felt like your friend darkness was the only one?
Looking in the mirror this is all I see.
Have you ever felt like me?