In this fiendish world of eternal night,
Where terror reigns, casting out the light.
A place of horrors, both cruel and vile,
Where darkness thrives, and goodness defiles.
Lies entwined with truth, a wicked dance,
Deception's grip, a devilish trance.
Betrayal's blade strikes, a venomous attack,
Trusted hearts shattered, leaving nothing intact.
Miserable souls wander, lost and forlorn,
Their anguish a symphony, a mournful thorn.
In their despair, a twisted solace found,
Knowing they're not alone, on haunted ground.
Greed masquerades as love's sweet embrace,
A poisonous venom, a vile disgrace.
Here, suffering is the currency of life,
Pain seeps deep, twisting like a knife.
Survival's path demands a sinister creed,
To kill and conquer, feed the primal need.
In this fiendish world, darkness prevails,
Where malevolence thrives and innocence fails.
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Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoetryI'm in my journey to self-discovery and understanding. I wanna do some introspection and allows myself for deep reflection and exploration of emotions and experiences. These poems are the reflection of my thoughts, emotions, life and experiences.
