Separate The End From The Nothingness

Fear is the darkness within,

that cold spot,

next to your heart,

with each missed beat,

you step closer,

with each failed breath,

you grow colder,

feel it?

Your life slipping through your fingers,

the puddle grows wider,



the blade,

drops from your weakened hands,

was it worth the fight?

Did you,

make your mark?


is this,

your escape,

your greatest artistic endeavor…

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