Disclaimer: Pretty depressing.
Pain,
Something you will never be able to hold
On your shoulders alone.
Fracturing your heart so deep
You have no way of doing anything
Of saving anything.
Except to just hope and hope
And strain and squint
To see that light
At the end of
An endless dark tunnel.
And pray
That the cracking of your heart
Will be only heard
By your own ears.
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Oblivion
PoesíaJust a timeline of what happens when I'm hit with strange sparks of inspiration during completely random times. These poems may be dark, depressing, hopeful, or even motivational. Read at your own risk, and updates, as well as the length of these po...
