As I stare
Ever so carefully
The darkness stares
Right back at meThe heartless world
Clings to fake
Ideas that I no longer makeMy world was shredded
Torn apartAs my world, so was my heart
I lost feeling
And became so numb
Blissfully ignorant
Of what is to comeThat smile on my face
Is forced to by me
Sorry to tell you
I want to be freeLike a shadow in the night
Invisible to all
I want nothing here
When I fall
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The Fear of Drowning Deep
PoetryShe was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful something to be admired from a distance not up close. - A little talent is a good thing to have if you ever want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every...