The Awakening

The Awakening

Finding myself in an abyss,
Filled with a sense of misery,
Feelings of melancholy fill this
Feeble heart of a nobody.

Impossible is how everything I’ve found,
I feel totally lost and hopeless,
Invisible I’ve become to the world around,
Intense agony has left me in distress.

Magic, I wish is something real, which can
Melt away my worries with a spell.
Must I wait for a miracle to happen?
Moving me out of this deep well.

All at once I’m struck with a realization,
A spell I don’t require to escape from this plight,
Alone I will arise, all shadows I shall shun,
And walk onto a new path of light.
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