I'm lost in a deserted place
While moving my body that's numb
Like an endless abyss of death,
Slowly my life will soon succumb
Darkness and silence all 'round me
Kills every part of my body
Yes, I tried to scream but nothing,
No one heard me cry--nobody
'Can't see my path like a blindman,
I stumbled and fell on my back
Lying down on a frozen ground
There's a tremor, I heard a crack
The crusted ground quickly collapsed,
I fell into the deep hollows
As the cold ocean devoured me,
A wave of depression follows
Defeated by no opponent
It was a foe that I can't see
Forever black, my only life
A color that will set me free
With my blood, as black as an ink
I composed poems and wrote stories
And express all of my feelings,
Creating life from my worries
Extreme sadness destroys this thing
Like maggots infesting a steel
A pen in my hand as weapon,
An artwork of pain becomes real
I want to create my own world
I draw, I write and I compose
Bringing people's souls in my thoughts
Inside my head, I can expose
I'm lost in a deserted place
While holding a pen in my hand
Sadness shakens my weakened knees
I want to leave this lonely land
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Notapoem
PoetryA book that contains my old and recent poems that shares different thoughts and emotions. The book was planned to contain one hundred pieces of written poetry to be considered as a successful work.
