Sadness and hatred found inside,
In the realm of torture I reside.
I live a life of damnation,
And I hate feeling all this agrivation.
If life is a sentence,
Then death is just a form of guidance.
I wish to end the doom because
A deathly shadow over me does loom.
No one listens, no one does care,
Only one truly loves me in this demonic lair.
I thank her for her kindness
For without her I am lost in darkness.
I wish to end this life every night,
I wish to end this pointless fight.
And it will end one day
But it will be when I am old and grey.
Im not ready to die just yet,
So to her I say do not fret.
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My poetry book
This journal is for all my poems I write and I want to put them here so other people can read them and I can review them as i need to.
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