Son of pain

by Tracy D Rollings   May 30, 2007


In a world of darkness
alone in his own pain
walking the streets of loneliness
with feelings he can't explain.

Misery is Thaine own mother
long as I must live
torture is thy hard father
no more love to give.

Death has all ready started
the body is growing weak
deformed and all retarded
the demons want to peak.

Play time in there world
haunting empty souls float about
going deeper into sleep
knowing there's no way out.

Hear the evil master calling
names that I've heard before
feel myself start falling
straight through the floor.

Now feel at home again
pain ease's for a while
heart broken,soul gone
body empty, no smile.©2007 Tracydr42

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  • 17 years ago

    by Nix

    Really dark peace. First stanza is incredible. Last two stanzas are also excellently written. Rhyming is superb and unique. It deserves 5/5.

  • 17 years ago

    by Nix

    -Play time in there world
    haunting empty souls float about
    going deeper into sleep
    knowing there's no way out.- great stanza.
    Wow, unique and beautifully written poem. Very good imagery, it is excellent, 5/5.

  • 17 years ago

    by NyellMoonlight

    I like it, it's full of emotions. Great imagery. Every stanza holds a little bit of a pain mixed with a darkness. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Kelly

    Woah now this a poem. I love it, had to read it more than once. I think it is so deep and just amazing!!

    "Misery is Thaine own mother
    long as I must live
    torture is thy hard father
    no more love to give."

    That was my favourite part. Just brilliant.

    Kelly
    x

  • 17 years ago

    by Robyn

    Wow this was a wonderful poem fill of a lot of saddness and hurt i really liked it!
    robyn xoxo

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