Evervast Void

Minds of the younger


Notice of absence from Minds of the younger
Hello everyone, I will be unable to post anything as my younger cousin broke my computer.


It's like I keep drifting into an ever vast void
Never more are the joys of a child
And as it all worsens I sigh
The best of days are the darkest of hours
So on I endlessly cry
Cry me a river
Or an ocean
Even a trench
And as I drown in my sorrow
I remember
It only gets darker

  • Author: Creator of Mystery (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 3rd, 2026 00:05
  • Comment from author about the poem: to describe the feeling of not enough
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 1


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