My Twisted Fairy Tale

by Maz   Apr 1, 2005


~ My Twisted Fairy Tale ~

In the darkest place, the image of only hell,
A place which replays the deepest spell,
Screams are seen as smiles, fall on deafened ears,
Here only torture grows, feeding on your fears.

Tears are only blood streams, soaking misty eyes,
Covering the haunting visions, of this place’s dirty lies,
Smothered by the stench of death not far ahead,
Mind playing games, turning sanity into shreds.

Cutting the happiness from me, it drips from my soul,
Allowing me to fall only deeper in this depressive hole,
Reeking of loneliness, false pretenses fall at hand,
Lost in a world where only pain is planned.

Searching for an answer, a reason for my fate,
Why I'm f u c k e d up, and tied to this place,
I scream ‘till my lungs bleed, help is no where seen,
I’m left to rot in this hell, as though Iv never been.

Existence now forgettable, life is not my own,
I’m covered in this darkness, my heart now set in stone,
This place is where Im left, consequence of the knife,
This twisted fairy tale, is now my f u c k e d up life.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Cimara

    jesus, amazing again. im speechless. its just so powerful...

  • 19 years ago

    by Confused Angel

    omg maz this is a beautiful poem...but so are the rest of yours you have a wonderful writing technique i wish i was as good as a writer as you are. great job and keep writing...if you need someone to talk to you can talk to me im always here for ya. take care