My life of pain.
Poetry by James Kulikowski Published on DarkPoetry.com 2005-10-24
Why?
Why do you torment me?
Why do you come back when you know it hurts me more?
This agony is beyond belief.
My torment is beyond pain and suffering.
I knew this day would come.
Do you remember what you said the day we woke up dead?
You want to know were we went
We went to hell.
Now we are back and straight out of the casket.
We see all.
We know all.
We kill all.
Flirting with fiery white kissers.
The love we once shared is now in dispair.
© 2006 synthetic darkness
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