I listen with quiet sadness,
as I hear the constant madness.
How did I get here?
The answer isn't very clear.I live in constant terror,
trying to find my error.
But there's no absolute solution,
except the execution.I try to find the light
in this dark room.
I have to fight
my own doom.But how?
I have to find my courage,
the light in this dark corner.
I have to find my
Hope.~~~~~
This is the last poem for the project. Since you guys have been so patient with me, I have something special lined up for the next one. It's not my norm, and I've never done anything like it, but hopefully it turns out alright.
Hope everyone has a wonderful Morning/Afternoon/Evening!
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Poems of a Lost Soul
PoetrySimple little poems that I write to get thoughts and feelings out of my head. Writing them down helps me cope with them, I think. I try to update every Friday! Anyway, I hope you enjoy my crappy poetry! #51 Novice