this poem is pretty dark sweet man, keep it up.
My final wish:
I see this bright light,
Should I go to it?
Should I try to run from it?
I can’t feel anything anymore,
Is this heaven?
No I can’t die now,
But I'm too tired to fight it,
What should I do?
If I should die now,
I have but one final wish,
To see her again.
The darkness is consuming me,
I cant stop it,
I must see her one last time!
Please let me see her again.
this poem is pretty dark sweet man, keep it up.
Once agian I do the best I can with what I got.![]()
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