No tears shall be wept,
over long, lost regrets.
No tears left to shed,
just a longing for death.
Your life's stuck in stall,
took your eye off the ball.
You've gave it your all,
all you do is just fall.
When life is not fun,
when all is said and done.
When all hope is gone,
no point, carrying on.
So when comes the time,
you'll look up to the skies.
A comfort you'll find,
Knowing everything dies.
2016
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Shadows of the Unspoken: A Collection of Dark Poetry
Poesia"Shadows of the Unspoken: A Collection of Dark Poetry" invites readers into a shadowy realm where the subconscious and the supernatural intertwine. Delve into a world where hidden fears and desires materialise in spectral verse, and the intangible b...
