In this vast abyss, my soul finds unrest,
Forever angered, deep within my chest.
Neglected dreams, I carry the weight,
Dark poet unseen, fame's twisted fate.
Beneath my surface, fury consumes,
Injustice inflicted, my anger looms.
A burning fire, within my spirit roars,
Yearning for recognition, I implore.
But fame eludes, as shadows intertwine,
Yet my voice persists, in these lines.
For in my anger, a fierce power I find,
Fueling my poetry, a torrent of the mind.
From depths of sorrow, my art takes birth,
Reflecting the broken, the lost and hurt.
And thus I remain, a poet in the dark,
Where my anger and words eternally embark.
©viralfreak
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