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Cold Dark Road
Last night I met up with my soul on a cold dark road
Fed up of me many many years ago
Any idea what it is to be dead like me?
Do you think you'd be able to feel when dead like me?
This morning I cut out my heart
Held it in my hands, wasn't functioning to well anyway
My body is decimated by disease & gloom
So hopeless, so tired, so lifeless
The ghosts I use to see don't scare me anymore
I'm one of them
My soul again departed on that cold dark road
Fed up of me many many years ago
Any idea what it is to be dead like me?
Do you think you'd be able to feel when dead like me?
This morning I cut out my heart
Held it in my hands, wasn't functioning to well anyway
My body is decimated by disease & gloom
So hopeless, so tired, so lifeless
The ghosts I use to see don't scare me anymore
I'm one of them
My soul again departed on that cold dark road
Published 12th Sep 2024
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13th Sep 2024 9:05am
This cuts deep! Maybe because I can relate?
But I took my soul by the hand - maybe together we'll find the way back to the light...
Deep dark poem, my friend!
But I took my soul by the hand - maybe together we'll find the way back to the light...
Deep dark poem, my friend!
13th Sep 2024 10:07am
