It was hard
To stay focused
Nothing seemed to work
The room was empty and dark
With no one to talk to
Just myself
It was like no other
The lights flickered
As the walls hugged me
I didn't mind being here
Away from the cruel world
Away from it all
I took a moment to take it all in
A small wooden door
A big open space
I walked right into the spiders trap
Spying on me from above
As I took that first step
I felt myself slip
Down into the webs below
I tried my best to get back up and go
But truth was I'd been here before
Locked inside my own mind
I felt the cold chains against my skin
This spinning room
Wasn't made for for anyone else but me
Nothing would be able to stop
The monsters and demons that came for me
No one can hear the screams
In the spinning room
To tournament myself
To remember the past
Even though I wish it didn't exist
YOU ARE READING
Pᴏᴇᴛʀʏ Bᴏᴏᴋ 3 ~ Oʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ
PoetryThis will be my third poetry book. In this one it will be darker as I'm looking to explore some different things. Poetry to me speaks volumes and as a songwriter it helps me get creative with words. This will cover topics such as Loss, Love, Depres...
