Alone
Poet Q
Solitude in confinement
unanswered knocks
and vexatious rings
please.
in my days of mourn
I ask of my loved ones
let me die
feel sorrows nadir
the truest form of pain,
lost.
memories ocean scented
waves crashing violently at shore
my obscure credence
tides could never turn
sand drifting
into a familiar land,
oblivion.
your final slumber
saddens the skies above
Pixelating reality.
I miss you
so I'm alone
to feel closer to you.
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A Step Into My Light
PoetryThis a book of poems that sum up my battle with depression, religion, and growing pains I've dealt with throughout my life. It talks about touchy topics such as suicide, but comes together very nicely. The booka reveals some of the questions and ans...
