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By Erin BarteskiPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
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“And I was in the darkness so darkness I became.“ - Florence + the Machine

I’m addicted to my own self-destruction

The emptiness opens up and swallows me

So I play my skin like a violin

The storm rages on much like the war between my head and heart

The darkness blankets the sky with ominous grey clouds

Flickers from the lightning beyond

Rain soaking me to my bones

The night reopens old wounds

We become slaves to memory

Reassurance dead like falling leaves

The scent of decay clings to the air

Only in my dreams do I see the deathlike pallor of your face

I am drawn to the void

Or just the absence of you

The darkness always finds me

When the world fades away

All that remains is suffocating silence

In the confines of my own torment

Pass into nothingness

For I seek the road to perdition

sad poetry

About the Creator

Erin Barteski

Fascination with the unknown

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