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RUINATION

  • Writer: Autumn Isobel Papagian
    Autumn Isobel Papagian
  • Sep 20
  • 1 min read

My head and heart race

But inside I feel nothing

I am empty.

Faces surround me

Warm and bright

Yet still, I am alone.

None but I can feel

This desolation within

I am broken.

Each day, another remedy

Grows tired of trying

As do I.

The depths of my despair

Match only the furthest abyss

I am endless.

Despite all attempts

I only sink deeper

An anchor in a barren sea.

Will I ever be free

Of my prison of flesh?

I am frightened.

This prevalent darkness

Banished my light

It is lost forever.

The shade I have become

Is forever marred

I am gone.



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