Darkness is my friend
In the shadows, my thoughts descend
Writers block, my constant foe
Confined to my head, where to go?
The page before me, blank and bare
Pens and paper, my only affair
Words evade me, inspiration fades
My mind exhausted, my soul sways
The darkness calls, a gentle whisper
A siren's song, a tempting quiver
I close my eyes, and take a breath
The abyss, a familiar bed
In this void, I find my rest
Devoid of light, in silence blessed
The words return, in a gentle stream
My aching soul, at last redeemed
And so I stand, in the shadows deep
A broken soul, yet my pen I keep
For in this lonely, darkened place
I find my muse, my saving grace
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Poems Of Pain
PoetryJust poems, random poems that I felt like I decided writing... Not all of them are going to be about pain... some of them might be short, some of them might be long... You'll see a new one from here every single day, so I hope you enjoy :)
