Bathing in the ashes of insanity
Breaking all laws of humanity
Drowning and burning of nicotine
Living a life you would describe obscene
Acts of negative worthlessness
Breaking inside from emptiness
Guilt and Anger, Frustration and hate
Watch and listen, by mutilation I'm raped
Slit and Die
Live and Cry
A Fiend of no crime but my own
I live in a place I do not call home
Running, trying to escape what’s in my skin
This mortality of mine is a sin
Hang me from a rope, break my neck
Crippled in the mind, I have nothing left

Hang on, sweet Nika, hang on.

I love your poem; it's good stuff, dark and deep as only you can write it. I just hope everything's OK with you... I mean, as OK as it can be for us, we who feel everything so sharply and all at once...

It's good to see you again here, and I'm so glad you're sharing your work with us again tonight.

Stay strong! You have friends, supporters, and admirers here; I'm one of each.

Respect and solidarity, always.

Love,

+Stevie

this is just tremendous. you really are the best at this.

I'm enlightened by the darkness!

I agree with everyone, this is a great little darkling.

Well written. I enjoy the darkness as well.

Nikki

The light always seems brighter after a walk in the dark!