i am trapped
in oblivion
ashes to ashes
only dust remains
the sparkling city
has burned
crumbled
and all that is left
is oblivion
destruction in my path
disaster strikes
like lightning
fast and unpredictable
the sun no longer rises
and the moon and stars
are covered by clouds
i stand alone
in a castle of rubble
queen of this strange land
with only ruin as my crown
welcome to oblivion
welcome to my mind
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Raging Storm
Poetry{a storm may last a moment but a moment is all it takes} raindrops can be hurricanes, too. all raindrops end up in the ocean eventually, though. but we will rise again, learn to breathe again, because broken doesn't mean weak. A collection of poems...
