Every Possible Sense

Life is as dark as this night. I am really broken in this life and sunshine is just fading away. No light, no hope is present. The darkness has arrived like a shadow of no hope. It all basically equals death. Vision has been blurred to see the light of life. It is all gone forever. I am dead in every possible sense.

poem by Rohit Sapra
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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