When the lights fade out

you are full of doubts.

You are surrounded by darkness

and there is only emptiness.

The night spread out and no angels came to comfort you

the demons lurk whispering the things you should do

I tried to be brave

but now I’m digging my own grave.

All the tears I shed

now finally fade.



2 thoughts on “Grave

  1. I love Words. They just work in so many ways, they encompass everything. If used correctly they can take you anywhere, show you anything, make you feel enlightened or lighten the load and I could go on and on about the written word.
    Work in Progress Mystical Luna Rose.


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