The Future's End
I travel down this fated roadmy future carved in stone
It seems I'm destined in this life
to walk it all alone
There's no one who can feel my pain
or know my misery
I wait for Death to take my hand
since nothing's left for me
My tortured soul keeps searching for
the comfort in the end
Since loneliness and emptiness
have been my only friend
The peace of mind within myself
can never be replaced
I long to feel the gentle touch
within it's warm embrace
Will the whispering still echo
inside my haunted heart
While the distant memories of the past
keep tearing me apart
Constantly I 've had to fight
with demons of my own
So I travel down this fated road
my future carved in stone
Poetry by Pure Evil
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Written on 2018-07-12 at 18:44
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