Opposites in Sin
A thunderous river,
A calming stream...
A frightening nightmare
Or a pleasent daydream...
A twisted personality...
A room full of lies
And a garden of sunshine,
Though in darkness it dies...
A contagious desease
Of the pain in your heart
And the shock of it hit you
When they all had to part
Now alone in this world
You seem to stand still
You dragged Death from his throne
But he gave you a bill,
The bill of your sins
That cost them their lives
And that still seems to scare you
Like a thousand cold knives
A calming stream...
A frightening nightmare
Or a pleasent daydream...
A twisted personality...
A room full of lies
And a garden of sunshine,
Though in darkness it dies...
A contagious desease
Of the pain in your heart
And the shock of it hit you
When they all had to part
Now alone in this world
You seem to stand still
You dragged Death from his throne
But he gave you a bill,
The bill of your sins
That cost them their lives
And that still seems to scare you
Like a thousand cold knives
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Im started to wonder why all my poems turn out gothic T_TBut for sum reason i find it entrancing to do this and that the dark has a good side to it
But then again i might as well be a fish about to be lured to its doom
What do i make of all this?
:Curiosity killed the cat
(lol funny i just happen to want to be and luv cats)