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running to the dark side
#WritcoPoemPrompt37
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams...
or heart breaks full of tears trying to push through by all mean's
Past or present fighting to get outta of memory lane,
filled with nothing but anger and pain,
to nothing but grey clouds and cold rain,
on the edge of life about to go insane
living day to day trying to maintain
Dancing with the devil on a pale moon night as he whispers into your ear the sweet sounds of desire and lust
breaking heart's and trust is a must
struck in the shadows till I turn back to dust
As dawn breaks my shady side returns back to the dark side waiting for nightfall to hit
so he can emerge from the fires to real havoc again till he sees fit
and he'll never quit
till the day comes he's thrown back into the hellish pit
© droneking
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams...
or heart breaks full of tears trying to push through by all mean's
Past or present fighting to get outta of memory lane,
filled with nothing but anger and pain,
to nothing but grey clouds and cold rain,
on the edge of life about to go insane
living day to day trying to maintain
Dancing with the devil on a pale moon night as he whispers into your ear the sweet sounds of desire and lust
breaking heart's and trust is a must
struck in the shadows till I turn back to dust
As dawn breaks my shady side returns back to the dark side waiting for nightfall to hit
so he can emerge from the fires to real havoc again till he sees fit
and he'll never quit
till the day comes he's thrown back into the hellish pit
© droneking
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