Nothing, it is what is inside of me.Over is the want of my touch.
Outside of anyone's grasp or view.Nope, I am abandoned and forgotten.Everything is lost from my cold heart.
Withering away is my joy and love.Another day is gone and drained.None of my will is left to help.Time has come for the cost to be paid.Shameless is myself in this darkness.
Maybe it is what I am owed.Empty life without someone's embrace.
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Thoughts that Fester in the Brain: A Collection of Despair
Poetry"Thoughts that Fester in the Brain" is a haunting collection of poetry that explores the depths of loneliness, heartbreak, and despair. Each poem captures the raw emotions of feeling lost, forgotten, and unseen in a world that offers no solace. For...
