Trapped every night,
In this place of fright.
With only one window,
But not a hint of light.
Held captive by the darkness with a grip so tight.
No hope, No prayer,
What a ghastly sight.
The souls wonder restlessly,
Waiting for peace.
When will this darkness stop?
So we can all be at ease...
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A Penny for Your Thoughts
PoetryThese are the poems I wrote when I struggled with the demons in my head.
