| Wednesday, 06 August 2025 | Print
Black
Empty tears fall like a sad memory
Daylight is lost in the twilight
No destination, no place to lay a weary head
Body still, covered in the darkness
Bleed black for everyone
Give it all
O the pain, the pain
Twisted, so twisted inside
Screaming alive, alive
Only stillness and black
A canvas, a poem,
a poor soul left in the pouring rain
Nothing left but this stain
So useless, so useless I am
I take a walk outside my mind
I can’t feel emotions like you do
I have been bitten by my own devil’s
And they are real
Before my eyes
I cry I cry I cry
I know I don’t give a damn
About someone else’s God
When I don’t even know mine
Hallowed and hollowed existence
O how it would be great to feel again
I gave all I have and I can’t give no more
No laughter left inside
So twisted and broken I have become
All that was everything
Is gone, gone
All that I am is damned
I know I was beautiful inside once
But now I am black
Black so black
Darkness is my destination
As dusk breathes it’s last breath
A Poet swallowed in his own hell
The pen bleeds, bleeds
Upon a canvas of dreams
Yes now so still
Copyright@Ronnie Tucker
Posted 2:51 pm | Wednesday, 06 August 2025
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