The abyss awaits, its cold embrace,
A hollow realm, a timeless space.
No light to guide, no hand to hold,
Just shadows whispering tales untold.
I stand at the edge, nowhere to flee,
The emptiness below is calling me.
I’ve fallen far, there’s no return,
The lessons learned are bitter, stern.
The abyss awaits, and I feel its pull,
A force relentless, dark and full.
All that I was, all that I knew,
Fades into nothing as I pass through.
The dreams I chased, the lies I told,
Now crumble like dust, lifeless and cold.
I thought I was more, thought I’d stand tall,
But in the abyss, there’s nothing at all.
Each step I take, I sink deeper still,
The weight of regret, breaking my will.
The throne, the crown, the pride I wore,
Are lost in the void, forever no more.
I once believed I’d rise again,
But now I see, this is the end.
The abyss awaits, and so I fall,
No longer a ruler, no longer at all.
The silence is loud, the darkness wide,
I face the truth I can’t deny.
For in this abyss, I’ll find my fate,
With nothing left, the end awaits.
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Gyana
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Whispered Verses
Poetry☘️In the quiet corners of the heart, where words are soft yet profound, "Whispered Verses" weaves a tapestry of emotion. Each poem is a reflection of life's delicate moments-whispers of love, echoes of loss, the strength found in struggle, and the b...
