Burning in a fiery blaze,
Longing to escape this maze.
Oh when will I ever learn,
That I am making a wrong turn.
Trying to escape this cell,
In the fiery pits of hell.
From what I run I can not see,
I only know it is after me.
Anger, hatred, spite, and lies,
This is where my demons lie.
The prison that I am in,
Is the ocean of my own sin.
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Window To The Soul
PoetryThis is just a small collection of poems I wrote. My friends told me that my poems have changed their lives for the better, and that I should share them with others. They are the windows to my soul.
