The Echo

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A myriad of methodical madness,
Potent serum coursing through my soul.
I feel the weight of gravity,
Pulling me back to reality.
From an ever gaping hole
Come secrets that no-one knows.
A fictitious facade,
A cynical charade,
A fragile unfeeling mass.
Shrouded by the cloak of isolation,
Trying to escape the grasp of death
I scream, though in silence,
So my eternal echo will be heard.
Chased by the harbinger of pain,
I put the needle to my vein...





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Bingo said...
Jan. 20, 2011 at 1:46 pm
Hey....pretty good......but heres an advice..........just dont feel offended or anythin.........try not to use technical terms like  facade, charade, Shrouded or Harbinger(for an example) when writing somethin dark.......get what i mean??......coz dark stuff or serious stuff is really gotta be simple.....and effective....and here id suggest that you use some more strong and effective words in place of the tech ones............otherwise....the theme and te way youve put it together.....aweso... (more »)
 
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