Darling, My DarklingMature

A poem I wrote on pain

She carves a question on her arm

She writes a poem that does no harm

She can't stop listening to the voices

She can't stop making all the wrong choices

Alone in the darkness, she loses her mind

Afraid of her heart, reality will unwind

Against her desire, she still feels so blind

Away, in all of her sorrow, she loses her mind

 

Dance, darkling, dance!

Drown out your sorrow!

Give up the fight

The one you won't win

Don't ask why,

For you never will know.

 

Her pain is unseen, revealed in her silence

Her life is painting of repeated transgressions

Her mind is a maze, trapped with no pattern

Her heart is broken, lost to a danger unknown

Blinded by sorrow, she loses control

Blinded by anger, she drifts farther away

Blinded by her pain, she dances away

Blinded by her heart, she loses the light

 

Dance, darkling, dance!

Drown out your sorrow!

Give up the fight

The one you won't win

Don't ask why,

For you never will know.

 

The darkling will dance till she dies

The darkling is giving up, she still cries

The darkling is dying, can anyone save her?

The darkling is crying, and drifting away

Her life now is over, she fought as she could

Her pain is now gone, it left with the dawn

Her tears are now dried, leaving a trail of red

Her scars now revealed, showing her fight.

 

Dance, darkling, dance!

Drown out your sorrow!

Give up the fight

The one you won't win

Don't ask why,

For you never will know.

 

Dance, Darkling, Dance!

Cry till you sleep.

Sleep now so soundly,

Awaken to bliss.

Darling, my Darkling,

Sleep now so soundly,

Awaken to eternal bliss.

The End

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