Short Churned Up Poems

I hate it when my head is lost in the dark place,
When my feelings get churned up, and I'm cold,
Maybe it's just the fact I'm getting older,
Or is it the dark place getting more bold,
In the dark place I tend to be outspoken,
Speak my mind, not caring what it cost,
Is there someone out there that understands me?
Or am I the only one thats feeling lost?...

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Night-time wanderer led asunder
Snarls voice my carnivorous hunger
Feral gait; silent under the thunder
A corpse would cause the village to wonder

A corpse completely drained of blood
Pooled inside my mouth like a flood
Beneath it; barely churned-up mud
The body fell with a gentle thud

From the thirst, momentarily free
Echoing in my mind; the dead man's last plea
His body tossed into the sea
So the murder couldn't be traced back to me

Every cold case began somewhere......

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