I lick my lips in the silence
My quickest source of hydration
Looking down the edge of this cliff
The dark frightening abyss stares back
Legs weighing lead
I can neither fall nor turn back
So there I remain
In the vastness of it all
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Now my heart feels heavy
My eyes are moist
I hear the wind whisper
Cry me a river
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How long will this reoccurrence last?
When will I find final redemption?
It now echoes back like a cliche
A fatal rhetoric
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My hands are spread out wide
I still have hopeful thoughts
Can someone hear me?
Can gravity catch this fall?
✍ Niara's Table
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DARK POETRY
ParanormalDark Poetry" wasn't written for views, reads or attention. The contents of this book are purely experiences and hidden thoughts, desires and emotions of the writer that could never have been made public. It is a bare expression of real poetic edge a...
