Falling Read Count : 43

Category : Poems

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Falling further and further inside my mind, I wonder what monsters I'm going to find. Envy, lust, greed and sloth, they're like a light and I am the moth. 

 Deeper and deeper into my darkness, angels above cannot hear me harken. Nothing can save me, I'm in this alone. Saving myself, writing dark tones. 

 Falling faster, accelerating down, wondering when I'll smash the ground. Is this it? Is it the end? The body's still living, but the spirit is dead. 

 There won't be a funeral, no mourning, no words. Things left unsaid shall never be heard. My voice goes silent as my eyes go hollow. A vacant stare and the heart soon follows. 

 The dreams have crumbled, the bridges have burned. Hope has been shattered and placed in the urn. The remnants have been gathered and tossed to the air. They all take a tumble down this pit of despair. 



  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Quite a change in “My Awakening “🦋🦋

    Jul 11, 2019

  • Jon Simpson

    Jon Simpson

    Falling was concieved from a bad day yesterday. Myself Awakened is essentially the flip side of the coin, so to speak.

    Jul 11, 2019

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