The black abis inside

I can feel this whole inside me
Its growing and growing
It doesn't matter how hard i try
It just wont close up

I'm trying to get it to close
I look over and my 'store'
Wonder if it will help
The smell of the blood

The sight of the crimson redness
That i miss, very much
That i need so much
I want it, but i Hate it

I hold my head in my hands
I realise that I'm crying
Lonely tears rolling down my face
Unwelcome and uncontrollable

I just cant get this lonesome to leave
I want to smile again
But i have forgotten how to!
Trying to move my lips, my tears fall harder

Looking around at all the 'normal' people
I feel so outcast, so 'abnormal'
So this black whole inside grows
Just a little bit more, but i can feel it

It hurts, but its a kind of nice pain
I can feel something,
Instead of feeling nothingness, numb!
I want to, I need to, scream

Something about the black abis inside
Scares me, makes me sad
But if it goes I'll miss it
Its my only friend

well next to my Blades
Next to my crimson red blood
Next to silence
Next to Death

Poem by FallenAngell

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