I can feel it.
The light is fading,
Shadows are growing scarce.
I can't see myself,
I can't see anything.
The dark is growing,
The stillness stonger.
The silence grows louder.
I am home.
I am safe now.
No one can harm me.
I am free now.
Nothing is scary anylonger.
There is only me,
In this infinite darkness of alone.
No people, no hate, no joy, no love...
I am safe from the living's sorrows.
No one can scar my heart anymore.
I am safe.
I am home.
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Poetry From my Heart
Poetry comes from a Poet's own soul and the deepest depths of their heart. Wether it be dark and depressing, light and cheerful, loving and romantic, it all reflects upon the poet's own needs, hopes, fears, and general oppinions.
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You banished me from heaven,
I was cast out of hell,
and now I must wander the earth for eternity.
How trecherous those white wings of yours are; for white is the true color of death.
I was cast out of hell,
and now I must wander the earth for eternity.
How trecherous those white wings of yours are; for white is the true color of death.
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