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Me?
There is no one inside me,
No one besides me,
in order to save me.
The darkness behind me
Slowly consumes me
Yet there is no one coming for me.
The silence is alluring,
The whispers are tempting,
but there is still no one aside from me.
My happy memory is blurry,
So as the sight in front of me,
Better yet I can't see.
I am not afraid of sight,
But the monster inside
Hiding as it awaits for a strike
No one besides me,
in order to save me.
The darkness behind me
Slowly consumes me
Yet there is no one coming for me.
The silence is alluring,
The whispers are tempting,
but there is still no one aside from me.
My happy memory is blurry,
So as the sight in front of me,
Better yet I can't see.
I am not afraid of sight,
But the monster inside
Hiding as it awaits for a strike
Published 29th Feb 2020
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29th Feb 2020 10:12am
13th Sep 2022 6:05pm
Hoi hoi
Me?…
Yes, as much as I value this poem, and as much as I think you’re entitled to a poem about yourself…..
Isn’t this a bit overdoing ir???
Of course, you’re entitled to your thing.
If you like it, do it
If you like it a lot, do it twice…..
Kind regards, Angus
Me?…
Yes, as much as I value this poem, and as much as I think you’re entitled to a poem about yourself…..
Isn’t this a bit overdoing ir???
Of course, you’re entitled to your thing.
If you like it, do it
If you like it a lot, do it twice…..
Kind regards, Angus
