We are empathetic towards one another,
Our souls deteriorating with each other
Together we stay deep in thought,
Hoping happiness will soon be sought.
We are tortured souls, searching
Searching our hearts and our pasts
Forever fearing what may be lurking
Hoping that this misery will not last!
Fear is something that we know well,
Our souls locked together in this hell
Going insane trying to escape our cells
Together we have a lot to tell!
No one cares about who we are
So our hearts cry,
Locked behind this foggy glare
Our souls die!
by Ruby Arlene Moore
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Wow, your poem creates a really hard impact! Great writing… So, dark. Keep up the good work!
This poem is filled with the darkest passion… but yet perhaps there is hope within. It’s like fire; though the red flames may burn the warm glow Illuminates hope. This poem is so good! I love it! Keep it up looking forward to reading more
very nice poem keep up the good work……Raaj
Good Job