My dark times

[Drek]

Thank you Tantrum, i'm glad you like my poems, for reasons irl i decided not to share anymore for now but i might change my mind, this is the latest one i wrote few days ago and the last one i share for now.

I keep you


Eagles and filthy birds,
ripping my flesh,
devils and dark creatures,
ripping my bones,
they didn't leave anything from me...
Digging deep under my skin,
all of my organs they reversed,
greedily they grind my strength,
like they haven't seen a corpse on two feet before,
like they haven't tasted flesh before,
like they haven't drank blood before...
And they haven't ate flesh before,
and they haven't drank blood before,
at least not human's blood... at least not from their own kin...
They didn't drain the human's strength,
they didn't gnawed the human bones,
they didn't rip the human's eyes... they didn't cut their own...
Human's pain was tasty for them,
someone's sadness and misery,
death is tasty for them... that's how they are,
the scavengers,
filthy freaks of hell,
they are humans for god's sake... humans, goddamned tribe of inhuman...
And let them peck and let them drink the blood,
with all that addiction I hope they poison themselves,
to be their last feast,
let them take my eyes,
in their throats to stop and choke them,
and from the not shed tears to die...
I will look at you without my eyes,
i will love you without my mouth,
nor strength i need to be yours,
nor blood i need to be warm for you,
nor eyes to watch,
nor mouth to speak,
but my soul to be full,
my soul, my love,
to be full for you...
They cannot touch you,
and rip your flesh,
even if they penetrate my heart,
no evil will touch you...
I keep you in a clew of my soul, my love,
more pure than the beginning,
inside me I keep you pure,
my eternal love,
in my soul you will be....