donald123's Saved Poems

In the shadows of my mind, I dwell alone,
Where the weight of despair has overthrown,
Every glimmer of hope, each ray of light,
In this endless, desolate, internal night.

A heavy shroud of darkness, thick as tar,
Binds my soul, and it feels...

It's happened again.

The moment when I thought nothing would go wrong,
That everything would be alright,
That there was nothing to worry about,
That everything was perfect.

But just like those other times,
It didn't last.
Another moment...

The poetry of mathematics
—modernity’s pox

(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)...