From the vast emptiness, Reaching past my mind, Focussing to a perfect crisp, But unable to find. Out of your sight, Creeping into your mind’s abyss, It darkens to light, But unable to dismiss. Scratching at my spine, Like a devilish thorn, This torment is divine, But unable to mourn. This feeling stings, Like an echoing mock, It flies with fiery wings, The sorrow like a hawk.
Reason for writing:
Pretty much wrote cause i was in a bad mood, this just reflects how it i feel when i am pissed off.
Birth sign: Virgo
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