It's darker than the darkest pit of disappear...
It's darker than your past, you tried to clear.
It's that thing that lingers in the back of your mind...
The one that will get you, within this time.
The darkness,
Yes, it's a thing.
It's the one thing that has more feelings than the black birds that sing.
The darkness, the thing that we want to hide.
It's the darkness, that will kill us when we take a side.
The darkness, it crumbles at our feet, eating up the living with disappear...
If only you paid more attention to things that you didn't want to be there.
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Collection of Poems
PoesíaI wrote this poem because my mom wanted to know how I felt about being adopted, as I'm currently in foster care, and I figured that hey! Here is a way I can tell you how I feel, with something that I truly love to do :) So, this is what I came up wi...
