Dark Rose Poems presents Dancing with the Dead: Darkness don’t break the light, chaos can control the nights, But I’m just trying to find my way again; hearing the silent cries, with emotions on the rise, they navigate me towards the end. Misery and pain without a crime, clock moves out of time, wading through moments we left; waiting to be set free, was it not better not to be? how quickly they will forget. Excuse me if I decide to proclaim,living and dying can feel the same, Types: fantasy poems / demise poems. Dark Rose Poems By Lord Freakzilla is a dark poems / dark poetry / fantasy poems / demise poems of Dark Rose Poems. Dancing with the dead 
Darkness don’t break the light,
chaos can control the nights,
But I’m just trying to find my way again;
hearing the silent cries,
with emotions on the rise,
they navigate me towards the end.
Misery and pain without a crime,
clock moves out of time,
wading through moments we left;
waiting to be set free,
was it not better not to be?
how quickly they will forget.
Excuse me if I decide to proclaim,
living and dying can feel the same,
or at least this is what it seems;
existing where the lines are blurred,
where the living and dead are stirred,
like I’m only existing in-between.
Shadows are on the rise,
soaked in all the cries,
til my soul is twisting on a thread;
a path before me has been laid,
never wanted to simply fade,
go out in a bang!, I’m leaning on the edge.
Voices singing sweetly through the strife,
peaceful rest in the AfterLife,
pulling towards what they intend;
the dance has already begun,
leave the life that came undone,
is this a dreamworld at the end?
Wonderful sights that one can see,
no more by thee my steps shall be,
I’ll be here in the serenity instead;
music is playing, turn it higher,
It lifts me up and I feel lighter,
I’m simply dancing with the dead.
There energy flows just like a river,
watching a thousand Blood Moons quiver,
Trying to keep this straight inside my head;
the past was never clear,
How is it that I’ve arrived here?,
Did I finally paint my Kitchen Red?
Eighty nine feet deep,
pain tortured soul can finally sleep,
that life was nothing like they ever said;
don’t wake me if I’m in a dream,
unless nothing was like it seemed,
In the AfterLife I’m dancing with the Dead.
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By: Lord FreakZilla ®
˜Dark Rose Poems˜ ©
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Dark Rose Poems presents Dancing with the Dead: Darkness don’t break the light, chaos can control the nights, But I’m just trying to find my way again; hearing the silent cries, with emotions on the rise, they navigate me towards the end. Misery and pain without a crime, clock moves out of time, wading through moments we left; waiting to be set free, was it not better not to be? how quickly they will forget. Excuse me if I decide to proclaim,living and dying can feel the same, Types: fantasy poems / demise poems. Dark Rose Poems By Lord Freakzilla is a dark poems / dark poetry / fantasy poems / demise poems of Dark Rose Poems. Dancing with the dead
Lord Freakzilla is a passionate and resourceful creative writer, experienced in Confronting the darker aspects of the natural world. His poems for “Dark Rose Poems “ is fueled by his brilliant imagination and beautifully twisted dark soul. He also brings his inspirational style for “Bleeding Heart Chronicles” series.