An unstoppable force inside,
Is where my fears reside.
Sanity stretched and all comfort forsaken,
I appeal frantically to my guardian angel.
I await my strength and vanity sacred,
While my heart is filled with copious self-hatred.
The fire, the brimstone, the river of blood,
The darkness I struggle to shun,
I know inside I've known and seen too much.
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Looking Out from Darkness (Poetry Collection)
PoetryThese are all of my poems. I hope you like them. Thank you all for reading, and I like to update these fairly often.
