dark poems

[kaneki ken]

the light

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the light shines from so far above


from the darkness where I wallow


I began to watch just because


it sparkles and keeps me somewhat sane


in this place I wonder


what will happen if it rains


that little bit of light blocked from my sight


it just doesn't sound right


how I cling to it so desperately


how I fear if that light were to fade


I would soon go insane


and so I learned to watch quite expertly


it never really leaves my sight


through the terror and screams


it becomes my constant right


I'd really hate to see


what would become of me


without my light


original work


by john poisson AKA kaneki ken

 

[kaneki ken]

is this the real me


or am I found in my poetry


the words are written in red


tearing my very own soul to shreds


lining my work with my very life


my hopes dreams and my never ending strife


I write these things down in hopes I connect with just on in a crowd


these lifes need saving, but all I do is sit here raving


spinning my life away in hopes it will help someone someday


I write because I'm afraid of what happens if I stop


with each word I become more distraught


what happens if I write the last word that needs writing


will I simply just stop being?


original work


by john poisson AKA kaneki ken