The Darken Soul

Day by day he sits there rocking
No talking, just thinking
The thoughts in his head he tries blocking
And all the pain he feels just keeps sinking in

But hour after hour of being inside his head
His soul begins to darken wth hate
From all the lies he has been fed
Now no one knows his fate now it's too late

He heads to towards his window
His one last goodbye
He waves at what is below
Then he jumps and flys

His darken soul is freed
He hits the ground with his last breath
A sigh of relief no longer a life for himto lead
Now every inch of him feels death

The sounds around him began to fade
Now everything is black
He is now at peace his soul released as his body decays
A darken soul now pure and uncracked

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Originally Posted by Kiani Haki22

Day by day he sits there rocking
No talking, just thinking
The thoughts in his head he tries blocking
And all the pain he feels just keeps sinking in

But hour after hour of being inside his head
His soul begins to darken wth hate
From all the lies he has been fed
Now no one knows his fate now it's too late

He heads to towards his window
His one last goodbye
He waves at what is below
Then he jumps and flys

His darken soul is freed
He hits the ground with his last breath
A sigh of relief no longer a life for himto lead
Now every inch of him feels death

The sounds around him began to fade
Now everything is black
He is now at peace his soul released as his body decays
A darken soul now pure and uncracked

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very nice, i pictured a man falling into a darken well, with endless black and blue water pulling him down. i loved it. it was really good, sometimes i get bored with poetry like this, but you kept the balance and didnt make it redudent.

a free soul that yearns the darkness is never truly free but
the feeling is still there like a promise that cant be broken
thats all anyone wants really , the poem for me shows how desperate
the hour must be for them to take that final plunge to free themselves
of the burden of life.

you have to take it all in stride or you will end up like this poor soul
true the darkness is free but he is still just a prisoner of his own devices
no one can truly escape but the futile battle with in your self makes it
seems possible , i like this poem for the fact it shows the struggle with in
trying to let the darkness out.

for most they can handle the stress and pressure of life no matter
what this poem for me shows one of the few who try and fail because
they cant comprehend this or that and they leap before they look its just
an expression but still there are a lot of people who seem to let there
lives just go out of control.

once again i love this poem good writting i hope i can read more