My surroundings are completely bare,
It seems as if no one's there.
I look further around this place,
It's nothing but empty space.
I called out, but no one replied,
My own voice echoed far and wide.
Is there any way to break free?
Or am I doomed here for eternity?
Suddenly the blinding white,
Turns as charcoal black as night.
I hear faint voices quite near,
About to tell me why I'm here,
But then the voices disappear...
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100 random rhyming poems
詩歌100 random rhyming poems is an ongoing book that I started writing as a teenager really struggling with their mental health, and have continued on with through to being an adult. The tones and themes of each poem varies massively, which reflects how...
