I fell into the abyss
And I've come out
Stained inky black
And it's running
Down my person
Onto the ground
And spreading beyond
Just me alone, but
They don't deserve
To serve my own
Punishment with me
No matter how much
I try to scrub off
The darkness, it won't
Come off with the
Tools I have at hand
And I worry that it
Will take over all
That I hold dear
So, please, please, please,
Can you help fix
My problems with me?
Otherwise this pitch
Will ruin more than
Just me in its destruction...
©️ theraventimes
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The Daily Struggle
PoesíaThese are poems about my daily struggles that I deal with. If you relate to any, feel free to comment, vote, and follow me for more! I will be updating every day or two.
