The rain is just rain today
I hear it's soft pour
I can not think of fancy things
No concepts to explore
My thoughts are just thoughts today
I wish that were true
Each thought leads me closer
To my coffin view
I lie here awake
Alone and afraid
I shakingly whisper
I should be more brave
I am just myself today
The most I can be
And I am alive
And yet I'm not free
I wish I were dreaming
Like I always do
So I could escape
This damned wretched view
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Moonlight ( A collection of poems)
PoëzieMy collection of recent poetry and older poems as well. Updated sporadically :) Contains mature topics
