Share Your Hell

You take an umbrella quick to

shade you from the dark moon.

You won’t walk away in gloom

from morbidly macabre tunes.


But I see you’re dressed in black

but haven’t only just seen that.

Turn around look straight back

you see me stare and not retract.


The gentle sway of the sound,

my honesty it has now found,

brought you from the clouds

and made you question us now.


Bliss we have already shared.

I speak truth so don’t be scared.

I just want you be made aware

that in darkness we still compare.


The night you think of my dear,

my love yes I am still right here,

know I’ll take darkness and fear

and eclipse them til they disappear.


We both underneath are sound.

Honestly I think you’ve found

that here underneath the clouds

is stable but hurt it does abound.


You know the same as I it is bad

when whom you are with is sad.

The happiness you share is had.

I’m dark but you should be glad.


You wear black and you do it well

so from now on don’t be afraid tell

of your darkness and deepest hell.

I’ll fight with you and keep you held.

8 Comments Add yours

    1. I really appreciate that. You are an amazing writer and you just made my day!! 😊

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      1. I totally enjoy writing from poet come across and I love to let them know it!

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    1. Thank you Kristian!!

      Like

  1. Tanya says:

    It’s a gorgeous piece, vivid imagery , rhyming words a poetic treat!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. 😊Thank you again!!

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Tanya says:

        pleasure 😊

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