Happiness feels elusive, far from reach
As sadness grips my soul too tight to breach
It crept up on me in the dead of night
When life was supposed to be just right
The earth gave way beneath my feet
A chasm dark and deep to greet
I stumbled forward, lost and alone
Into a world I'd never known
Colors faded, sounds became a blur
My heart a broken, shattered slur
I can't recall how this began
Or if this pain will ever end
I'd do anything to stand on my own
Yet sadness drags me down, it's grown
It took the sap of life that gave it meaning
It's all I feel, my soul, demeaning
I finally gaze up at the sky
But it seems too far, unreachable high
There's nothing left that makes me whole
Just a broken shell, black and white, my soul.
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Eunoia
PoetryA soul of a writer, a poet, an artist never dies they are immortal cause they carry a magic of ink splattered on paper. ♡♡♡ Somewhere deep there lies the raging ocean of emotions beneath us, So maybe tracing do...
