Blood Moon
I am slowly drowning
From all thy Sorrow and Regrets
A pool of eternal Desperation
That claws me down...
With all my might I reach out
To a dying sun that calls out
Desperately trying to stay afloat
I cried out " Oh dying sun, thy blistering light gives me strength, show me hope for I have lose all!
But at thy moment my words rumbled, the pool of desperation pulls me further down.
I beg for the dying sun, but all it did was stood and shine.
Just as I am being devoured by darkness, I took one last look at thy dying sun and smiled ; no hate, no anger but peace will be found in those lingering light.
Someday thy light will find me...
Someday... Someday...
Steadily I am consumed by thy Desperation...
And my Existence vanish.
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