In the blues I lay,
A deadly weight, I wait.
I pray for the skies all gray,
Yet on my woe I prey.
World all gloomy around me,
Living, I no longer wish for.
From the despair I try to flee,
Yet in poetry my feelings are poured.
Alive though dead inside,
Killing myself I tried,
Caged like animals, I cried.
Yet locked,I tried suicide.
Failed were my attempts,
Failed to no extent.
In my misery I fade,
Yet for my sins I paid.
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Darkened World
PoesíaSmall book of 5 poems all intertwined with each other to form a short story. WARNING: GRAPHIC IMAGERIES, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
