Has the whole world turned its back on me? Left me out in the cold Rain Drowning in my own misery No hope Nothing left within me to struggle Large metal chains Pulling me deeper Into the man made Self proclaimed Blood of cowards Who have long died before Gasping for air Some sort of energy Coming up empty handed And stone-faced Tear stained Drained of happiness Lifeless.
Reason for writing:
Still experimenting with different styles.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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