I live a lonely life,
which is never ending,
my heart and soul have died,
for which I will never cry.
For those who cross my path,
my face is etched with worry,
for you shall witness death,
everyones last breath.
No man will ever see, the torment I must face,
to keep you safe and sorrow,
from your death mans pace.
You may hear my cries,
when you lay at night,
but for you I carry on,
your never ending slave.
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Poetry On Life Experiences
شِعر(Deep,Dark,Sad,Relationship) Just some inspirational in dark poetries. What I've dealt with in my life long journey. As majority of the people in this world did experience this before too, so i just hope for those who feel sad or down. Maybe being d...
