I feel it crawling towards me
Like a cold that never leaves
so damn close it leaves chills down my back
It whispers and it screams
At times it at peace
bits bits it reaps my soul
Like the darkness it blinds me
So pretty but so terrifying
And with no light in the horizon
I swallow my pride
And await the death that follows me.
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Midnight Poetry
PoetryWelcome to "Midnight Poetry" It's a simple poetry book that contains all and random poetry topics. It's nothing special and hopefully not so bad either , I'll let you decide which one it is. Thank you and hope you enjoy the book.
