I move through darkness alone
Blind, if not for the light you shone
Bent under burdens to be shared
If only they cared.
A great dark tunnel
Sliced through, by blades of light
Granting me spells of respite
In this unending fight.
A dance of lights and shadows
By a lone dancer
Her melody woven by echoes
Ricocheting pain and mirth.
Past light, past shade
Past memories teasing
Weighed down by chains that bind all
Still heaving, still walking
Never stopping.
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Introspection
PoetryThis is my collection of poems. They are like diary entries of my teenage years and signify my growth. I have been writing them for a while. Hope you enjoy it.
