Angst

Demons
Rip
My skull and
Pierce
My brains ….
My soul
Wells
Lonely
Emptiness….
My bruised
Wounds
Scar
In laminations
Of an
Ethereal
Psychosis….
Sanity is
Leaving me…
Bad Luck
Oppresses
Me as a
Beast from
The underworld …
I am torn and
Fragmented
Like broken
Pieces of glass…
I sing a
Requiem
For my sad soul……
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jan 2020
About this poem:
It's a poem on personal angst.

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