A ray of hope is what I need
To pull me out of this abyss.
The nights are getting darker and the days, gloomy.
I can't see anything,
Blinded by the hatred,
And the selfishness.
The red water that flows is sacred.
What they gotta understand is that,
Humanity is not just a dress.
I don't see any love.
I don't belong here.
So I'll be climbing out of this abyss,
Towards eternity.
But a ray of hope is all I need.

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A Collection of Short Stories and Poems
Krótkie OpowiadaniaA book containing three stories across different genre (thriller, horror and general fiction) and poems.