In this vast void where emptiness reigns supreme,
A desolate wasteland, a haunting dream,
An invisible hell, from which I cannot flee,
Ensnared by its grip, I struggle to break free.
Immeasurable anger, a tempest within,
It twists and torments, a relentless din,
No matter my efforts, all seems in vain,
Lost in the shadows, consumed by pain.
Yet amidst the chaos, a flicker remains,
A distant memory, a glimmer that sustains,
Your lips, a fleeting touch, your love so grand,
They keep this wounded soul from sinking in the sand.
Time marches on, relentless and cruel,
Yet your memory persists, a precious jewel,
Though my soul may burn, fading into night,
All I ask is to hold onto your light.
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Echoes of despair: Poems from the Abyss
PoetryPhysical copy soon in amazon Echoes of Despair: Poems from the Abyss is a collection of deeply introspective and haunting poems that delve into the depths of human suffering, exploring themes of darkness, despair, pain, and the struggle for redempti...
