I Am The Dark Star
A Poetic Soul Purge
Darkness came upon me and I had to purge the words from my soul. This is a totally free form poem, and I feel better for sharing these words with you.
I want my friends to know this is not what I feel but what I have purged.
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A Darkness Came Upon Me
I Should not be Here
I Bring Darkness To All I Touch
I Have No Friends, Only Fear
I Shine With A Darkness
I Am The Destroyer of Light
I Bring The Storm Clouds
I Put Hope to Flight
I Am The One Who Is Unwanted
I Hold The Sword of Fear
I Am the one you wish was Afar
I Am The Dark Star
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