Let it not be that my heart be filled with black.
My eyes blinded by the hatred.
My feelings now lead by the deciet and the darker soul inside.
There’s a vast beauty that I can see no more.
Life has died inside of me,
Like I’ve been pierced by the sharpest of blades,
Yet, I feel no outward pain.
My actions done through the power within.
That power of which I’ve tried so hard to keep in.
heyyy alex hayy. this is pretty deep….and sad lol. but i like it… a lot. keep on writing.