Gothic Groove

In shadows I find solace, my pen reflects the night, No one shall dictate my words, I refuse to take their light. Within the depths, I swim, embracing my dark realm, It's in this murky haze, where my true self takes helm. No matter what may come, or who may disapprove, I'll stay loyal to my craft, my Gothic groove. For through this ink, my thoughts flow, raw and untamed, A sanctuary of emotions, where my soul is reclaimed. My heart beats to the rhythm of despair and longing, No need to mask my pain, in this verse I keep belonging. With every stanza I write, a piece of me is bared, There's beauty in the shadows, a truth that must be shared. Unapologetically, I delve into the depths of my soul, An unwavering commitment, to my words I console. Though misunderstood by some, my poetry won't bend, For authenticity reigns, until the very end.