Poems by a diseased mind.

[diseased.mind]

I write alot of poems, and i will try to post more, but these are the one i can remember.

Fire crawls up your back
making you remember all that you lack
you wont make it throug the night
not even if they find you, you will go towards the light
but you can pass through the things that youve done,
so turn back now.
Or well force you to run.

A rope tightens around her neck,
Tears drip down her face, but she thinks, what the heck
ive got nothing to lose, nothing to gain
she doesnt think of the future, doesnt think of the pain
only the things that happened today, the horrible words, the way they stuck to her, making a second skin
she doesnt care what happens, so long as its the end.

They pass in the street, think nothing of it, until the next day when he sees her alone,
Tears in her eyes, dripping down slowly,
he walks over and brings her close.
He whispers the poems of the dead in her ears,
making the voices slowly disappear
She looks in his eyes, seeing his face,
he evenly and lovingly returns her gaze.

So yeah. i will try to find some other good ones.
I swear i wrote them all.