Hiding away from the truth,
Locking it away,
These Winter memories, decades ago,
Played in my head like yesterday.
This heavy cross I have to bear,
The thought of never seeing you again,
The darkness never was in me,
My misery will have no end.
Glanced upon you, while lying to myself,
All these moments, used to seem worthlessness,
Oh reaper, come claim my tortured soul,
Make all this misery I have to bear end.
Realization hit me, headlights shining on a lone deer,
Ran to the darkness, hiding from your light,
Wishing to throw my life away, by taking my car through the devils bend,
The cold long night, has come again, there will be no end.
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Musings of a Madman
PoetryNot a story, just a collection of poems. I'll be adding more from time to time.
