The path that follows is unknown,
The darkness that I see consumes me,
The gears in my mind are on halt,
I'm sinking,
The train stopped,
The destination has disappeared due to the fog in the road,
For the moment it all feels like a catastrophe,
Oh, sweet catastrophe,
How to escape it?
I'm tired of running,
My body is numb,
Sweet uncertainty when you consume me, make sure it's swift and silent.
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The Pieces
PoesíaPoetry that I write when I feel angry, sad, or when I just need to write. This is mostly for me to vent but if you want to see my poetry and read about the rollercoaster that is my life go all for it.
