BLACK

Yes, my poems have become darker...

Too dark to see the stars in my eyes,

Wrapped in a shroud of my own skin.

Oh, if only I could be born again.

Too poor to buy all their lies,

the ones that are free for you but come at the expense of my soul.

Now worn with age, tattered and full of holes.

Too smart to cry,

But tears slide down my face,

As I realize slow and steady doesn't always win this race.

Too dumb to love anyone but you,

Unable to stop my heart as it bleeds from my chest.

Hoping that I'll find you in the sweet nothingness of death.

But I'm too damned to die,

I live on through all the pain,

Forever dragging the fated chain.

Cursed to have such a bright future.

Promised a sunrise that may never come.

But Fate whispers that you are my one.

Never quite able to give up the fight,

Praying that one day you'll see my light,

And it'll reveal everything my darkness denies.

Like the fading stars twinkling in my eyes.