A shadowed spirit, lost and forlorn
Drifting in a world, battered and worn
Trapped in the echoes of a cruel fate's jest
Struggling to break free from its mocking test
Once vibrant, now weakened by life's bitter sting
Marked by bruises, a frail puppet on a string
Poisons course through veins, consuming whole
Meant to heal, they've taken their toll
Bald and weary, with eyes weighed down
Haunted by reflections, a kingdom in drown
Yearning for sleep's tender embrace
But finding solace in a vacant space
On a desolate road, I tread alone
Navigating an ocean, uncharted, unknown
Labeled a warrior, a fighter, they claim
But beneath the accolades, lies hidden pain
Crafting a façade, hiding the strife within
Deceiving the naive, concealing the din
Crumbling silently, hollowing inside
A battle waged beneath skin's fragile hide
Angels in white, with needles in hand
Bringing hope to a desolate land
Whispers of fate, a destiny unclear
But I know, the end is near
Reminiscing of dreams left unrealized
Each passing second, a precious prize
Finding peace in the face of despair
As the final curtain, I prepare to tear
Questions unanswered, fate's cruel decree
A sinner condemned, yet others roam free
Injustice prevailing, yet solace I find
For in liberation, true freedom I'll find.
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ONE SHOTS - to the moon and back
Poetry❝ Under the moon's gentle glow, I'd journey beyond the stars and back, just to feel your touch again.❞ ─── .｡*.:｡✧*.｡☽*.:｡✧*.｡:｡*.｡─── Perched upon the window sill, you gaze into the deepening twilight. A smile unfurls across your face as you marvel...
