Sweeping across the void
Dancing in fields of grey
Holding onto all that's destroyed
Taking in the death and decay
He that is unexpected
Yet all lay and wait
Our fates we have rejected
Ignored that all too soon date
Keep your head held high
When your time comes don't falter
Walk into the darkness that is nigh
And come to face the reaper
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Where Shadows Grow
PoetryA collection of poems that I have written during some of my deepest depressions. Some are based on dreams while others are based off of my life. It is an ecclectic mix of dark, sad poetry that I hope you can appreciate.
