I was always trying to find a way to dig myself out of the hole I had buried myself in.
It was times like these when I found myself in moments swollen with fear and disgust,
The fringes of the rim guttered out, a bumper fraying.
This little dream I had latched onto was the bread and butter of my existence.
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Screaming Into The Void
Poetry#1 in poetry :) #1 in free verse :) Have you ever felt like it was the end? Like today was just a bad day? That no matter how many times you believe that something can happen that it just might not? That no one gives a damn at all? That all you do...
