Black. Blank. Emptiness.
Vastness of nothingness
Among all stars and suns
Except nothing exists for once
Peace. Wonder. Serenity.
Ah, what would life be if nothing new?
This is what it should be
With no one to bother, not even a few.
Ah, soul floating through eternity
With no aim nor destination
Why do I not seek mortality?
After all, I am bound for restitution
This. Is. Freedom.
I dance in the air as if it's my kingdom
I am the queen of hell and darkness
Yes, this is my life when I am heartless
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Chasing Grief
PoetryA poetic adventure of a woman navigating life after losing her love, Chasing Grief takes you in a swirl of imagery, scenery, and emotions. Join her as she recalls the past, yearns for her love, and journeys through the Earth, heaven, and hell to com...
