How did I get here?
End up all alone?
Was it the choices I made,
Or something I'd done.
Was it me?
Or was it truly you?
Maybe it's just me,
It always is.
Someone tell me what I did,
To deserve to feel this way.
Nothing is worse than this darkness.
This never ending void.
The not knowing,
Feeling all alone,
It all sums up,
To this never ending void.
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Dark Poetry
PoetryThis is a book full of poetry I wrote myself, so I ask that no one steals it. As you can tell by the cover and the name it is dark so don't complain that I didn't warn you. Although I still write poetry and will update it, most of the poems are olde...
