What is there for me?
I see no light,
No spark of hope illuminates this fallen heart.
No, for me there is darkness.
Layers and layers of vast nothingness,
A suffocating blanket of fear.
Of mourning.
Of hopelessness,
Blinding me to everything.
Does life truly bring joy?
Because if it does,
Let it pass my way,
For I need this gem like I need water.
I am withering away without the sun to shine on me,
Without the water to wash over me and refresh my soul,
For I am empty.
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Pieces of My Puzzled Heart
PuisiIt's a collection of my poetry. One of the main presiding topics is the idea of darkness, but there are also other things that are happier. I don't really know what to say other than that. Oh wait. My book is totally AWESOME and you should READ IT(l...
