Dark Paradise (Poetry)

Impotent

It has reached its peak,

This feeling I despise.

It's a curse altogether,

But a blessing in disguise.

Through and through together,

We've done it all.

Even so, with all this doubts;

We won't be able to solve.

We're on top of the mountain,

Just the two of us here;

The both of us are stripped bare and bleeding,

Feels just like the end is near.