My heart is void of empathy,
My mind is full of grief,
May our meeting never happen,
If they do, hope it shall be brief.
They say I cannot love,
I wholeheartedly agree,
For who could befriend a broken soul,
As torn and ruined as me?
I walk with the shadows,
Barely visible, but there,
I dance close to death,
Eyes open, aware.
They are afraid of me,
I don't blame them,
I am afraid of myself too,
For whomever I touch,
I unravel, I undo.
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evanescence
Poetrypoems that I wrote inspirations vary-mostly people and music, but others are from prompts (not related to the band Evanescence) || mostly tween angst, edgy tumblr-esque yk, you have been warned 💀
