"After losing Rin, the world I saw changed. It became a pitch-black hell. I had no hopes for this world."
~Uchiha Obito (Naruto)
A pitch-black hell.
What a terrible world, that is.
Almost like ours.
Except ours has pinpoints of light.
Yes.
Light and shadows.
Without light, there would be no shadows.
However, shadows appear in response
to the light.
A pitch black hell, indeed.
Darkness enclosing in on every side.
Suffocating,
painful,
shallow
breaths.
Uneven,
jagged
lines.
Hands, with a murderous intent,
searching to hunt
kill,
and survive.
A loneliness,
black
and white,
blank
and
suffocating.
Utter hell.
Hopes
dashed away,
cleanly scraped off
this imaginary plate of hell.
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Poetic Pennies For My Thoughts
PoetryJust a few random poems. Some could be co-authored and stuff. I'm not all that good with poetry so I'm just going to devise some myself without any rules. Others might be based off of famous ones but I won't be copying them. So welcome to my strang...
