I Write Dark Poetry

"Private Hell"

There is a place that I know
A place So dark you cannot go
A private hell where I hide
Locked in the ruin of my pride

Beneath the surface I lie bleeding
Lustful broken raging seething
Anger flashes like the storm
With no refuge to keep me warm

Yesterdays with no tomorrows
Awash in despair and sorrows
This private hell so full of pain
Where life is lived in vain

Passions burn to the touch
And I desire far too much
An appetite that's never fed
A dying heart that's never dead

Longing for you to know me
Reach me touch me show me
A way out of the world I know well
And put an end to my private hell