I run through my thoughts...
desperately trying to find an exit
I hear nothing but complete silence as I try to scream
I turn around and am eye to eye with the monster that I assumed was coming
But, There's no way out
just complete blackness along with all the words I tell myself
After all I can't escape myself
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Planted
Poetry"As my feet are planted on the ground I'm not really here I'm thinking about fleeing and being away for it is you I fear."
