Ashes ashes
Everything falls
there is no happiness
There is no light
Everyone is dark inside
Who is going to save me
No one is
there is nothing left to save
I have become nothing but an empty space
A nobody to everyone
A burden
Is it easer to just drift away slowly
Or just end with a bang
YOU ARE READING
Pomes
PoetryBy: NKM This is not a story these are pomes or whatever you want to call it do not copy
