part of me
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Poetry, verse
Flows out of me
Like a stream gently bubbles from the ground
Providing cool water all around
Poetry comes from inside me
And then it all began again
Her mind changing, slipping,
slipping into the dark abyss that is depression
Her thoughts became darker
The world became greyer
Back into the abyss I flow,
Back into the abyss I know,
Back into the abyss I go,
Where I won't be missed,
I am the mist.
Walls are fallen
Words come alive
Memories are seen
History is broken
Future is forgotten
Emotions are meaningless
Butterflies
In the Night
Drift Away
Without a Fight
Lose Myself
Lost in You
Wondering why
But Such a Pretty View
No more sadness
No more pain?
Watch That Blood
I creep forward, advancing toward the dark hand that beacons me
It motions for my advancement, yet my instinct restrains the movement of my feet
Tugging and yanking at my weak knees, the hand forces me onward
Somewhere inside me
There is a force
Trying to pull me into
The Abyss of Darkness
It is lurking
Just on the edge
Of my consciousness
No matter how much I try
It won’t go away
