Special Exception: Connected Darkness
#8 of Short Stories: Suicidal Actions
A poem inspired by the several sad music pieces by Lucas King on YT. I hope you'll enjoy it and if you do, don't hesitate to rate it and perhaps comment on it!
My tears as river they dance Dreams and gleams lost at first glance Into the abyss they go Surely making my heart slow
I feel my feeble heart beats As I look at empty seats Something is supposed to be But grief gets the best of me
They are supposed to aid I should not be afraid Yet alone I sit in dread My hands slowly hope they shred
Piece by piece Death shreds my life Only I know my inner strife By true friends I am tamed Sad, Grief, Despair they are named
What does my name even mean? Something I haven't long seen The dark water flows over Smothering my green flower
The flower was dead anyway Back then I started to decay In memories I wander Trying to forget blunder
I made blunder in weakness All of this makes my darkness Now, I choose my only will Into the abyss as quill
I bid thee farewell on the behalf of nobody...