Mourning Star

Annette Keachie
The sun rises into the abyss
The hope of killing the darkness
Seed's spoiled, life is shrewd,
Angry those who were screwed.
Life's lie, of tall tales and sorrow
Gripping at the edge of tomorrow
Trying to recall when it began
Emotions so deep under the sand
Who or what will ever understand?
Bound by the emptiness plan
Chaotic emotions that rip the tides
Seemingly deeper within the mind
A horrid beginning, a bitter end
It's too late, this star will not mend

Published by Annette Keachie

I have been doing poetry for 15 years now, and am looking for a way to earn a bit of coin.  View profile

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