I wrote this for a marapet writing contest. What do you think?


Darkness

My lips as the line
Not one smile has kissed
By I've licked the blade
The taste of salt not iron

No more
ups and downs
Like the edge of a saw
Each new life line slashed
and I can't breath
no more

Is it your jealousy I stir?
No need for anguish
The light does not want me
Of that, I am sure
See these wings?
They were meant for darkness

And with the happiness
My cold soul static
It's throat exposed
Waiting
Vunerable and shallow
And I am on edge

I know
The silent agony of love
And I breathe
The cold exhale as broken
And now i ask-
Is it not enough
that my tears run scarlet?
Passionate
Lust your mistress could not comprehend
Which I 'choose' not to end

So here I am
in the path of darkness,
Already lost
by the time you read this.