Something I just wrote...
The blanket of night has fallen.
the end of life is here.
to me it envelops my soul and destroys all.
outside I fall ,
the ground, cold as death.
it suports nothing and all,
consume me ,
it drags me down a path
delivering me to nothing, and everything.
without life, there is no hope.
there is no tomorrow.
only dispair.
only turmoil.
the blanket has fallen upon Me
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