There might be none
No answer in darkness no hopes for salvation
Your lonely hell will eat you alive
Then suffer your misery, your seeming perfection,
Your lonely, lost and forgotten life!
Who cares to give a shape to a shapeless disaster?
To the storm of unwanted, rejected lies?
Embrace your nature and give to the darkness
Then light will end and you will be gone…
And when the end comes, you will cry for help
All alone, you will beg for someone
And on the very edge of a steep, you will realize that there is none...
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very nice written Helen. all of us will end up alone.....thanks for sharing
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