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bleak, creative writing, darkness, eldritch, free verse, haunted, new, original, original writing, poem, poet, poetry, terror, writer, writing
We all suffer; bound in terror and enveloping darkness. Our god has abandoned us. Left to roam this wasteland of existential doom, the soulless masses drag themselves- lost in the decay; we have nothing but our hollow remains. No angels fill our skies, empty promises of light bear no salvation- we are the fruit of our ruination, only the eldritch walk the land, shadows cling to every corner. Haunted by our dreams, unaware we are all living in a nightmare. (this poem was inspired by the song 'Siamo Legati Dal Terrore' by A Wake in Providence)