Demise

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On the moon, I lay,
My worries at bay.
The bright stars twinkle
As my heart dwindles.

I think of Before,
And wish to restore
The youth on my face
That you stole with grace.

Angel in the day,
Satan in the night.
You led me astray,
And left with the light.

Alone, lost, betrayed,
Forgotten. Into
Nothingness, I fade.

I reach for the Dark,
And I hope to ease,
The Pain in my heart.

In the Dark, I lay,
Oh, Melancholy!
Take me far away!

For my soul wholly
Yearns for:
........
Death.

  -4 December, 2021
~Nelly.

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