existential crisisA Poem by ArcaneI'm scared of my own mind, It runs insanely wild sometimes. I have fallen in love with death Like a moth for a light speck. O it's so overwhelming over here, My heart suffocates without a tear. Full of woe are the voices I hear Please, stop these acts full of despair. I laugh cascades of unknown void. Is it real or am i faking it all? I bleed thoughts, charcoal dark. Why is it hard to find a tinge of light? Only if I could put a bullet in my head Seize existence and dive into dead Turning myself into abyss for the next decade Sleeping on a silk bed, away I would fade. © 2024 Arcane |
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