With a vacant yet mournful gaze, he wallows in the abyss,
Regret consumes his soul, a relentless and haunting hiss,
Where did it all falter, a question that echoes through his mind,
Darkness engulfs his anger, leaving sanity behind.
In the depths of despair, he's possessed by the sorrow,
No respite from the pain, no solace to borrow,
Each unfamiliar pang ignites a sinister flame,
But will it guide him to salvation or a deeper, darker game?
Thus, there are moments that demand audacious strides,
Just like the present, where darkness collides,
His hollow gaze holds depths of despair untold,
Regret for the past, but a deeper darkness takes hold.
No, this is not mere arrogance, it's a twisted revelation,
In his eyes, despair lingers, a devil's self-condemnation.
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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.
