Darkness approaching across the waters
Like a raven spreading its wings
Shedding seeds of darkness
That will sprout children of chaos
Who shall rule the world
And draw the curtains of the final act
We live in unawareness of the approaching storm
Sleeping when we should hide
Hiding when we should run
Running when we should fight
Dilutional within a world of ignorant belief
Characters in an endless play
An abyss gripping onto the edge of one's vision
Polluting the pupils with a layer of ink
The mind breaks as time stops
Frozen like puppets awaiting one's master
Sculptures awaiting one's sculpture
The children of chaos waiting for the next scene
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Beyond that Skyline | Poetry
PoetryA short collection of sad poems from the minds of broken souls trapped in today's reality. A story about mental health told by the voices in my head.
