Loneliness.
It's a powerful thing.
It's the feeling so strong,
That it consumes you whole.
Fear.
That's just as powerful.
When you're alone,
And fear grips you in a tight grip.
Pain.
You feel an indescribable pain.
When you clench your lungs,
So much that you cannot breath.
Darkness.
All I see is a cold dark void.
It's barren with a dismal gloom,
That it wraps around me.
No one's here.
I have no comfort no warmth.
I'm alone in this void with no,
No protection from myself.
I'm dying.
Alone I am dying a death.
But no one can see it's too dark,
No one will know no one will care.
I'm alone.
All by my miserable self.
All consumed in my pessimism,
That is killing me off slowly.
A torturous death!
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5/4/19
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poetry From My Heart
PoesíaThis is just some poetry I have made, regarding how I feel on certain things in society, a lot on my emotions and feelings when I've been down and some are just random on the spot poems that I thought up
