poems by zanark

[zanark morningstar]

ok so this may seem really emo but im not. Goth kids dont call me goth and emo kids dont call me emo. Im just someone who like to wear black. And is depressed out of my mind, well here it goes, its not all that good.


Your Light

Surrounded by darkness
pain and suffering
I can not see where I am heading
a feeling grows stronger inside me day by day
that I am heading in the wrong direction.
I am alone
no one beside me in this empty room of darkness
on the brink of despair
I don't want to feel it anymore.


A light up ahead
far from my grasp
I try to catch it
the light warms my soul
consuming me complety
the sweet smell of flowers
fill my heart.

We are one
the light and me
I no longer fear
the cold emptyness
of the dark.
As long as I have
YOUR LIGHT.



LET THE FLAMING BEGIN

[aidin]

you emo

[zanark morningstar]

just because it says LET THE FLAMING BEGIN dosnt really mean start flaming me, lets see you do better, and its not emo because it had a happy ending ^_^.

[zanark morningstar]

i didnt write this but i thought it was good

To love someone is nothing
to beloved by someone is something
to beloved by someone you love is everything.