I wont suicide I promise! & thanks for the feedback:)

Yo don't suicide man, its like chill or whatever. Btw the bars are sick and the lines be boppin. I would change the "day in and day out" for some reason these words just felt out of place here, apart from that the eerie imagry is well written. I love these kinds of poems, inventive, colorful, depression, artistry in its most creativly raw form. Keep writing like this its awesome.

Thank you! I have others! My close friend's neighbor won some type of big award for writing cristina aguilera's songs & he thinks i should show him...

Yeah... I dig this. As a musician and recording artist, this has the tempo, the swagger, the makings of a song.

Last 2 lines really make it for me. Great piece of art!!


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The call of the void grows stronger..

Too many open windows I've passed. 

Annoyed as the hours stretch longer, 

Wishing these days wouldn't last.
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The call of the void booms louder. 

An unrelenting curse has been cast....

I'm still here, &amp; I couldnt be prouder, 

Though daunting, these hauntings of past.
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L'appel du vide is still ringing.

Trying hard to not answer its call.

The voice of daughters cease singing,

If moms don't get up when they fall.
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The call of the void echoes through me.

I feel its vibrations day in &amp; day out....

Though often it's merely a whisper, 

 These days it's more of a shout.





https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/xe3iih/and_it_goes/?utm_source=share&amp;utm_medium=ios_app&amp;utm_name=iossmf


https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/xeb95j/misery/?utm_source=share&amp;utm_medium=ios_app&amp;utm_name=iossmf

The Call of the Void