As all the views around me scream,
I sink deeper into living hell.
A surreal life, a haunting call,
Reminding me that I am nothing at all.
Shapes of shadows cross my path,
Leading me through endless loss.
Shivering in my endless struggle,
I tremble as I count my regrets.
Beckoning shadows weave through my days,
Their raven cries leaving me hollowed.
Moaning amidst my lonely haze,
A blissful darkness swallows me whole.
Decaying under waves of despair,
Dead inside, I drown in sorrow,
‘Til a raven takes flight with my soul,
And perches warmly in the shadows
of my final tomorrow.
Davinder Ranu
davinderanu.ca 
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