Scars
I fear light of dark
Fear a lonely night
Filled with emptiness
Sleeps looms miles away
Ghosts of rejection lie next,
I feel it’s cold fingers;
Oh! cold ecstasy
Copyright © Ogwok Wills | Year Posted 2022
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