A quickly dimming light
At the end of the tunnel
Fading in the night
As my world starts to crumble
A feeling of defeat
A never ending struggle
With goals I never meet
An everlasting cycle
Doomed to repeat
It will all fade away
At some point in time
I'll keep the thoughts at bay
Yet wonder why I try
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The Way the Wind Blows
PoetryA poem book about nature and sadness. Most poems will not have the two combined, it will usually be one or the other. WARNING!! Some of these poems may be triggering.
