Empty hollow shadows fall,
ensnared by metals, pricked by thorns,
tears are welcomed, holes are worn,
trapped between solid walls,
Foul and wretched, ammonia stenched,
bare and nake, wearing death's scent,
bleeding heart, drowned in agony,
weeping soul, lynching memories.
Lost is the mind, blue not red
numbing the feelings, stagnant dead
what once was prismatic, shines no more
only morbid and gloomy, the conscious adores
Hope you guys like it, my second poem, i'm going to bed.
EDIT: I was told recently that Mods have issued a rule saying "NO CHATS in poems", just so you guys know...:)