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The Nyx
Blind me, oh Erebus, gauge out my senses, leave me weak, oh, such a lifeless soul
To walk out but left with no will, my dear old Oizys
Mayhap the miseries, tears dry out by their own, oh, you one pathetic fellow
Prick me like thorns, ‘suffer, suffer, suffer!’
Bring me no mercy, a fallen angel with demonic feelings of her own
Oh Lucifer, is this you calling out to me? To enter a hell like yours, subsided feelings,
oh how lonely I feel
‘wail like a child, you are no other’, why such angelic voice approach me?
Scent me with your affection, Eleos, if I may
Do I deserve it, oh how wrong of me, I don’t
This pestering question, why me?
Broken promises, unattactched love, left with a meaningless bond
Lend me your hand, make me move, leave me a will to live for once
Say you love me, repeat it to me like a mantra, please, look at this losing soul
Insanity at its peak
Oh Leto, here I again I call out for you, oh a corrupted world I step in again, but lead me again, Mother?
Like baby steps, I walk and I walk, steps oh so wide,
But is it enough in a narrow journey as this?
To the peak, I walk, to the peak I will reach
A light I will see, a new life I will discover.
To begin a new chapter, oh Mother, guide me, this helpless soul again, oh so desperate for love
to savour every sweet night, yet again my heart pounds,
chasing its time to stop once again.

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It's a new form of poetry I tried writing and wanted to see how many people can actually feel what this poem actually says. It could be dark, it could be seen motivating but one for sure is that the person in this poem is very sad, someone who is desperate for love and help.