To my soul from my empty mind,
the life my spirit left behind.
Empty runs the colour of black,
bring me the gold get me back on track.
Fill me with orange, red and with blue,
light the furnace of fire that much heat once drew.
Filling the mind with truth and with light,
my soul fights back as if night.
Not even the moon can shine through this void,
gaining a character so much better to avoid.
Do you see the blanket that covers me?
Can you be curious and just come instead of flee?
Weighted by how heavy the dark is tied round my neck,
any light at the end of the life tunnel…..no is there heck.
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