The Knife In The Night

• Artist: 290DarkStars
• Description: this is an illustration about me battleing my pride, my flesh, the enemy i shall fight to my death.
• Date: 01/27/2009
• Tags: knife night

It comes in without warning.
And ruins my life with every word.
I can only wake up each morning.
Seeing those who have heard.

It tortures me with an uncontrollable tongue.
These thoughts are not mine!
I feel like I have a broken lung.
I can only complain and wine.

Is it me or are there others?
Am I the only one to face such a corrupt self?
Do all of them speak to their mothers?
And brush themselves off the shelf?

Are they at all like me?
Do they think oh so deep all day?
Do their eyes open up to see?
Or are they only in each others way?

Do they struggle with themselves?
Am I insane?
I can only trust the time that tells.
Am I only fighting the rain?

It lingers in me and bursts out only doing wrong.
What can I do but fight to kill?
At one time I let it “die” with a song.
But it has returned to take my will.

A strangle here, a stab there.
Alas! My foolishness repays me!
Alas! This doesn’t seem fair!
How can I fight when I can only see?

My God
My Equipper
My Leader
My Fortress
My Life
My Help
My Protector
My Perfect Love

Comments

[Daddy Got This Account]

really nice job. i reeeeeaaallly like the first stanza. i can relate. youre a really good poet dark. ^^ 5/5

[Buttercup Veela]

stop freaking out about ppl judging u harshly! wen u write stuff this well, they cant judge u harshly!

[xRossariox]

I like this I feel so much emotion in it.

[290DarkStars]

by the way.. the ending was not about my enemy... its about my only hope. and i got better stuff.. so please dont judge me that harshly.