The cord of life quickly unwound <br />as it follows its turns round and round <br />the pain She feels which knows no bounds <br />will hardly stop till she makes a sound <br />of primal hate and hurt inside <br />and from consciousness her world will slide <br />bound by something you cannot see <br />unbreaking in the churning tide <br />laying with whom you cannot be <br />the one she believes is by her side <br />and now she lays there dead yet alive <br />because of you, your darker side.<br /><br />John Dillenger II<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-darker-side/
