What more did I expect
As I sit here alone
On my life I reflect
Seated on my bare throne
My mind reveals bitter truths
A taste hard to swallow
Too much pride in my youth
This is a path I dread to follow
Inventing sweet lies
Only makes matters worse
Now I hear only cries
For reality is the inverse
I let myself be lulled
While shadows hide at every turn
I assume I will be culled
For I will never learn
It is hard to hide from hopelessness
It follows me wherever I go
The black cloud of darkness
Will forever be my foe
There's no one here
In this thick fog
Only me and my fear
How long can I survive, breathing this smog
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Randoms
PoetryA collection of poems and short stories that don't belong anywhere else. These are my random ideas and feelings, all thrown together.
