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April 20, 2012


The future bleak,the journey to the unknown,

So hard to believe when all around you is torn,

So hard to imagine when all you see is the end,

So hard to run when you feel decapitated.


You want to,you got dreams,

Ambition be your cloth but fears is all you can reflect,

The scenes ,the sight but darkness appears and envelopes,

The nightmares  keep you.


They draw near.

You repel for the hurt you foresee,

The pen writes,the days move,

But let not the fake illuminate.


Trodden down,Stepping on rocks,

Following the strange shadows,

To invisibility,to bleakness,

To the end.


From → dark poetry

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