I look out into a sea of emotion , shipwrecked on an island to lose my focus. Surrounded by the survivors of forgotten lore , yet so alone in my mind I am torn.
Will my light ever find me ? Or will the cold darkness shed itself upon my skin. Raspy breathes in the heated night , fear strucken , confused , blind.
I wait in by the towering stone, close by this sea of emotion. Waiting for a simple motion , listening for one soft sound.
It never comes...
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Poems Of a Dark Angel
PoésiePoems I've made. Keep in mind , a lot of these may be depressing because my best work is when I'm about to have a mental break down . So if you can't Handel depressing things , don't read this book. ~ Jenx
