Substance in Thought…

Life maintained, bleak, angry is the pain.

Darkness walks by my side, life I cannot

abide.  My thoughts find no comfort I have

searched everywhere.  Silence, graceless,

hopelessness, spent intent and fright.  Defaced,

a wilting world, nothing sacred, lonely souls

waning whirl.  What lays in the end, weakening

breath, the door to death I have no regret.

 

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