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Pitch Black

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Clouds of rain chase me since birth
Pain striking me like skies hitting earth

Heart unknown to a heavenly grin  
Hopeless to mend this torn state I’m in

Bent over backwards until cracks could be heard
Tears are my calls, screams are my words

Stripped from sunshine and polished skies
Constant headaches from hearing my cries

Life in jeopardy with nothing in return
Broken soul breaking with nothing to earn

Masked happiness revealed such a blunder
Dreams I placed to where sorrow boiled under

Walls around me where no light peaks
Beads of tears carved through my cheeks

Slow Pain exceeds through a breathless hour
Nightmares within me blankly devour

Wicked Clouds suffocate a sun to shine
As blackness swells through this life of mine
I wrote this about a year ago... Man I was stressed for some weird reason! I just can't write a poem unless I'm stressed to the bone, I think it comes more natural that way... Anways, I'm okay now ;) Hope you like it
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Midas-Paragon's avatar
Awesome. It's certainly relatable,as right now overwhelming anxieties are hurting me. Perhaps it can be a form of inspiration,because it's usually when I'm in an extreme state of emotion,I can make some great works.