A Ballad for Death

A compilation of the first 500 poems I ever wrote.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.


311. Up into the depths

In the depths of my mind

There is an endless void

Filled with things I avoid,

I try to leave behind,

It is dark and silent

Not warm but not quite cold,

Not peaceful, not violent,

And neither new nor old;

Then, without a warning,

A star in the distance

Lights up bright and shining

And it begins to dance,

A soft whisper rises,

A calm and clear voice,

We come in all sizes

For the rest we have choice.

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