existential crisis

existential crisis

A Poem by Arcane


I'm scared of my own mind,

It runs insanely wild sometimes.

I have fallen in love with death

Like a moth for a light speck.


O it's so overwhelming over here,

My heart suffocates without a tear.

Full of woe are the voices I hear

Please, stop these acts full of despair.


I laugh cascades of unknown void.

Is it real or am i faking it all?

I bleed thoughts, charcoal dark.

Why is it hard to find a tinge of light?


Only if I could put a bullet in my head

Seize existence and dive into dead

Turning myself into abyss for the next decade

Sleeping on a silk bed, away I would fade.

© 2024 Arcane


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I like this it flows well. I feel this on a mind that never stops and always black like coffee.

Posted 1 Month Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Arcane

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you. Well, i hope this black coffee drains down into abyss leaving you with clear thoughts.. h.. read more

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Added on April 1, 2024
Last Updated on April 1, 2024
Tags: death, life, crisis

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