Sadness

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  • Dark Poetry

    Sadness
    Sadness seeps through my veins
    Dark as a moonless night it creeps
    My battered heart pumps it along
    Deeper as it takes over my body
    Heavy with this my drug called hate
    It is intoxicating as it takes me
    Prisoner of my feelings
    I have nothing left to give
    Broken and left for dead
    I lay here in my own hell


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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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