I dangled on the edge inside
The darkened corner in my mind
It rained and poured with unrest
The only place I could hideA voice echoed through the hall
As quiet as a whisper in my ear
The deepest of warning growls
Finding me before I fallThe storm hugged me tight
Rumbling in all its might
He did not let me go
No matter how I tried.•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•
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For You, Death.
PoetryIt's a collection of poems I wrote. Most of them are melancholic and gothic. Sadness, death, suicide, and loneliness. "Our letters, To Death and from Death." I'd love to hear your feedbacks and questions! Especially some poems might be quite crypti...