Melancholy.
"As the dusk rises,
the sense of melancholy
twists my bones"
"Its reckoning grip upon
me hardens.
It sucks in my soul,
like a leech tasting blood "
©disisdiplim
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disisdiplim 5w
Melancholy
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As the dusk rises,
the sense of melancholy twists my bones
Its reckoning grip upon me hardens
It sucks in my soul, like a leech tasting blood
My heart's heaviness binds me to my bed
I dare not awake, for the sun is too bright
I cling to the shadows hiding from the self
I fear no other, but to meet to myself ,to glance at the mirror and face what I have become..
As higher the hopes I've woven, a long time ago
Ashes is all about left for it now
There won't be a comeback, for I am no hero
For I , has been so many things but now a gloomy shadow
A cloud even hated by the sand dunes
A folly, a fable lost in the mist of darkness
And weak , disgusted by self
A madness inside, a choas to fight
I despise the light
Diplim
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