A universe of infinite possibilities,
held back by brainwashed facilities.
Trapped in a cycle of lost potential, we realize just how small we are,
a speckle of dust amid an ocean of stars.
Beyond our prison lie unconceivable truths,
of ideal ignorance we can never hope to sooth.
Knowledge bears forbidden fruit,
ascending to our universal roots.
May the children of the cosmos give us their blessing,
so that our feeble minds will cease regressing.
We beg of you to plant eyes in our skulls,
so that we may escape this hideous sense of dull.
Save us from our own reflections,
before we are once again faced with toxic rejections.
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Nocturnal Lullabies (#Wattys2018 Winner)Poetry
Even within the deepest and most hideous depths of darkness, we may find a glimmer of beauty. Gothic, gloomy and macabre poetry. Featuring works inspired by phantoms, occultism, vampires, cursed maidens, tragic monsters and other haunting themes sur...