Limbo.
That darkness.
That stark, deafening silence.
It's haunting.
It's vile.
Lapping up those tears of denial.
Give unto me my heart of hate.
I pray to none, my soul to take.
Help me fight this war within,
And free me of my prior sin.
Don't break me down to try and build me up.
I'm at the edge, I've had enough.
I'm tired, tired of it all, can't you see?
There is no happiness for silly little me.
So give unto me my heart of hate.
I pray to none, my soul to take.
Free me of my prior sin,
and help me fight this war within.
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Inhumanity
PoetryA collection of poems detailing my current experiences and emotional turmoil. Will try to update as frequently as possible.
