I sit here and think,
Darkness comes to mind.
Now every time I blink,
I feel myself going blind.
I'm surrounded by the dark,
My life beginning to fade.
As quick as a spark,
My spirit wasn't swayed.
I feel my life drain,
Slowly being taken away.
I feel my heart in pain,
For this is my last day.
I see the shadows take hold,
Fueling the abyss in my heart.
My body turns to cold,
And soon I will part.
Now it is my turn,
I will be gone.
My soul has been burned,
And my final words "So Long..."
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Thoughts of a Broken Man
PoetryThese are the writings of my thoughts. Read for your pleasure or to peak into my mind, your choice. Everything here I have written myself and I own alone. If you wish to copy or use any of these writings, please do ask first. Leave some feedback, I'...
