This is a poem I wrote when I was about fourteen so it’s a bit crap lol but it means something to me as it’s about the protagonist of my novel and much more.
Trapped in this lonely existence
A world where only he goes
No form of reality here
it’s the only thing that he knows
Locked in this Hell
One of his twisted fantasies
He has no saviour coming
And lost to his heart are the keys
Sentenced to a life of loneliness
An emptiness over the years
He sees everything distorted
Trying to fight back the tears
Tied up in chains
Echoing his private emotions and dreams
He is drowning in blood
And slaying all silent screams
Wrapped up in the lies
Until there is no more truth
Blood stains surround the violence
As delusions go aloof
Silenced without love
In this complicated pain
Sexually confused
And being driven cruelly insane
Shadowed by ruthless monsters
Controlling his mind
His thoughts and his feelings
No soul left to find
Corrupted by evil
Revenge so merciless
A life tortured and disposed of
Plagued by unhappiness
Surrounded by an invisible fire
In this lustful mess
Always absorbing nothing
Portrayed by distress
Consumed in his past
Soaked in a lurid sin
He is too far out to be saved now
Humanity cannot win
Haunted by life’s sick game
Feeling he has already died
The Devils Angels have him
Forever hollow inside
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