Black is all I see,
There's no end,
Didn't know how I,
Ended up in this bend.Was it that turn I took,
Right or left?
Was it all planned out,
dark or light?So many voices,
Noises,
And directions within.
I lost my own,
Trying to fit in.Tried too hard,
To find it out.
What I really want,
And thought throughout.Loud and clear,
I shouted out my dream,
But still not enough,
Was my scream.I'm afraid to,
Turn to,
My voice and,
Say,
That today
They won and
You stay.
Once. Again.
YOU ARE READING
I wrote some poems lol
Poesíajust a collection of some poems I write on chill, rainy days.