Wretched and Divine
Wreckage of my life
Remains through time
Ever crumbling
Touching my mind.
Caught in my head
Hell in the words unsaid
Eternaly burning for
Dead and broken dreams.
Always stay strong,
Never give up,
Don't let hem win.
Doing the best in all I do
Impossible goals I wish to do.
Vanished are the words
Impossible torment.
Never to give in
Even when it's too hard not to.
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RAWR! My life revolves around music, especially rock/post metal core. Songs are poetry with a melody, which can save us from this cruel world we live in. Honestly, I've lost a lot of hope, and am working to recreate it through poetry. I wish for others to see the impact they have on others. Please leave comments, I'd love to hear your opinions. :) "So I can take this pen, and teach you how to live. What is left unsaid, the greatest gift I give."-"Saviour" by BVB
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