Do you ever feel like you're drifting apart?
Feel like the emotions are quite heavy on your heart?
Like monsters are wrapping their claws around you?
Sheathing your thoughts with darkness and all new?
Like you're just standing on a cliff...
Fighting for yourself and the world amidst...
Though you don't know how hard this war is...
It's like pulling out your remnant fingernails...
This is what scares me the most...
The thought of darkness and being alone...
It provokes me to go back to my stress zone...
And maybe I can't help it right now, but...
The little hope I have left won't let me drown...
To all those fighting in darkness,
you'll, very soon, be out of this mess,
Just believe in yourself and let your loved ones be the light...
If you can't save yourself then maybe they might.
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Sombre Night Skies
PoetryPoetry is thoughts that breathe and words that burn. ~ My own amassment of unuttered thoughts.
