A darkness falls upon my soul,
A weight that drags me to a hole,
An emptiness I cannot shake,
A sorrow that I cannot fake.The world around me carries on,
But I'm left here, all alone,
Lost in memories of what's been lost,
A pain that comes at a great cost.The laughter that once filled the air,
Now echoes like an empty prayer,
And though I try to push ahead,
I'm trapped in grief, I can't forget.The days stretch out like endless years,
Each moment filled with silent tears,
And though I know life must go on,
I'm left here, broken and alone.The future seems so dark and grim,
A road I'm forced to travel in,
And though I try to find the light,
I'm lost in darkness, day and night.So I cling to memories of the past,
A fleeting comfort that won't last,
And though I know I must let go,
The pain of grief still lingers, slow.
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Life, Death, and Pringles.
ПоэзияA collection of five poems about life, grief, love, rage, and discipline.