Give me something
I can write about;
a feeling
I can no
longer
feel.
Give me a song
to sing aloud
or an anesthetic
that can help
me ease.
The older I get
the more I sink
underwater.
Follow me
through the night,
you'll find me
at the end
of time.
-end of time, Hiraya.
A/N: it's been a while and I want to check on everyone, how are all you all doing? I hope the pandemic didn't affect you so much. I'm also very sorry for not giving this account a lot of my time this year. You deserve it guys, you deserve some love for the kindness you showed me. <3
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PoetryBetween sunsets and sunrises are a bunch of poems that may mean nothing or may mean everything. Between sunsets and sunrises I am not afraid of the dark, I am fond of it. Part II of The Zeros. Made it to the wattys shortlist!
