#WritcoPoemPrompt24
Dark is the night,
Darker the soul,
Fathomless depths,
Stories untold...

so let. it. be told now my lifes like
gold child i aint. suppose to be a wild one but itz become the outcome.
outside is. a wintery dark season
i have a bunch of reasons. thats been frogranted and i been suffering and strife why all my life
thats really just life.
Grab the...