Despair
Desolate
Naught before me
Where do I go?
Is this my end ?
Who am I?
How did I get here?
Indeed I see not myself as ought to be
I am yet I'm not
Darkness surrounds me
It's grip a welcome embrace.
Why am I afraid?
Such alien feeling
It's not for me
The deep dark is my abode
I hold sway
I bask in it
Who then is this impostor with these feelings
How do you fear?
How do you compromise?
Be expelled for you're nothing like me
I am the deep
There's no end to me
I am and always will be.
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Author:
Skullguise (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: November 18th, 2025 19:21
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this at a time I was lost and searching for a path.
- Category: Unclassified
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