Turn around now,
And watch me burn
As I engulf my shadows
And drown you out.
Pain isn't real anymore;
Neither are you.
But this broken spirit tries to reach out again,
From within this cave of doom.
A shallow creature in the deepest ocean,
I struggle and swim to find a shore,
But my demons try to drag me down again,
And I always give up and let go.
Desperation at its behest- names me in obscurity,
Confrontation, another lie,
For I shove my sword into its heart
And bid my last goodbye
You have showed compassion in the darkest of my times,
Been there eternally, by my side,
Failure does not haunt me much now,
For you always hold my hand, to give another try.
~Broken-hearted Beggar
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A LONESOME PATH
PoetryA compilation of emotive and thought-provoking poems, that pull away the veils and facades of what humans put on in front of the world, and pokes and prods at philosophical and societal concepts, mostly ending on a motivating or thoughtful note.
