I was in unfamiliar shores, my journey has left me tired, broken, and weary. I march onward, that's the only thing I can do.
I look and look for the end point, I see none. Just stuck in oblivion, walking towards the nothing. The never-ending darkness suffocates me, eating me leaving a shell of whom I was before. It haunts me day by day, I call for help and help does not come,
"Ah! wishful thinking!" I close my eyes and do the thing that I always do, I cry.
Alas, Depression accompanies me tonight.
CZYTASZ
Starlight and Supernovas
PoetryA collection of amateur poetry. I believe that language is so beautiful that it can be likened to the infinite beauty of the celestial skies.
