-This is a short poem that I wrote to try to get rid of some stuff in my head.-
C.H ❤
Only black days, painted grey
With clouds full of fear,
On cracked stone, mellow tones,
And eyes full of tears.
A world etched in charcoal
Colour a vivid dream,
And now, no-one seems to notice
Even the loudest of screams.
We try to hold onto our hope,
As we are dragged into the night,
Yet, once the darkness has taken hold,
There is nothing more terrifying than light.
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Poetry and random ideas I come up with
Random~This is going to be random ideas I come up with, most likely poetry and short descriptions. ~These will most likely all be terrible but I hope you enjoy ~C.H (:
