Beneath the veil of dark and gloom
Lies the fear of impending doom,
For all that lives must meet its end
And to the void, our souls descend.
We try to cling to life so tight
But Death will come, it's just a fight,
A fight we cannot hope to win
For Death will claim us and our kin.
We're born to die, it's just the way
Our mortal bodies start to decay,
And in the end, all that remains
Is the void that swallows all our pains.
No light, no sound, just emptiness
A cold and endless nothingness,
No laughter, love, or memories
Just a void that lasts for centuries.
So accept your fate, embrace the end
For Death is coming, my dear friend,
And in the end, we all must go
To the void, where nothingness flows.
2021
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Shadows of the Unspoken: A Collection of Dark Poetry
Poetry"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...
