By Ftsum Michael

Not even in despair
As if there is no feeling left
Is there such emotion?

From all the pain endured
The diagnosis from I, yet no cure

Will I ever be?
Why, is there such a thing?

Casted away from my will
Though darkness has crept in
Darkness of my own intuition

The Bartering of my soul
For what, whom?
What do I seek?

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Ftsum Michael is a first-year transfer/junior studying Economics and English Literature here at SU. His passions, although, are playing guitar, as well as writing songs and poetry. His fascination behind poetry is in how it resonates with the reader, or rather poetic expression.

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