Ian Curtis Poem by Daniel McDonagh

Ian Curtis

Rating: 5.0


There is a darkness in my soul
Black, cold and it is whispering,
Whispering so soft and so gentle,
Inviting compassion and daring.
And I reach out to consume the darkness
For my heart bleeds with pain
My spirit has been drenched in rain,
But the darkness has already consumed me.

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