It's so dark down here but I cannot grasp any light.
I'm cold but I cannot get warmth
I'm tired but I'm unable to sleep
Although I have eyes, I am blind
Although I have a voice, I am silent
I do not wish to be found
I wish to lie in the dark
Although I have ears, I can only hear silence
Although I have taste, there's nothing that sparks joy in eating
I may have touch but there's nothing to feel.
There's nothing here but I find comfort in this abyss
YOU ARE READING
The Song Of Rose And Ash
Horrordark poetry and writings based on fiction and my own experiences.
