I wander through the endless night,
In search of dreams that felt so right.
The hope I held, now feels so far,
A distant flicker, a fading star.
With every step, the shadows loom,
Consuming all, inviting gloom.
I grasp for light, but find it’s gone,
A path I walk, but walk alone.
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Echoes from the Canopy
PoetryWanna Hear the Echoes from the Canopy? This is a poetry collection that reflects the emotional struggles of today's youth. Each poem touches on themes of mental health, offering glimpses of both despair and hope. With short, powerful verses, it aims...
