Stark

stark,
a feeling
froze my mind.
a void abyss
i am in trouble
my mind's a blank bubble
my pen's inking vague nothings
a memory slowly fading fast.
ah, my muse, when will this feeling last?
will i dreg again my buried past?
shall you leave me in misery?
o fickle one don't leave me.
free me from this nightmare.
do you really care?
the love we've shared
is it not
truly
real?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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