Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Despair

The depths of despair
Have no end
Falling further and further
Into the abyss
Falling
Spinning
Dizzy as can be
Is there no hope for me

A fire
Within this black hole
A fire
Who's heat is so bold
Though there is fire
No light can be seen
It burns the flesh
Right off of me

Death awaits
Death is at the gate
Within this dark void

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