I have to wake up from this hell
or maybe a dream.
I can not tell.
Here I am lost and alone.
Here it is dark.
Here is no home.
I think there are monsters.
And they are coming.
They can take me away from here.
I still can not tell where here is.
They are coming closer.
Just a few more seconds.
Then I can be gone forever.
One of them has grabbed on.
No wait.
It hurts.
I am falling in deeper.
It is darker.
I thought they would save me.
No I want to stay here!
Do not take me down there.
I have no choice now.
They have all latched on.
I am done.
It is over.
Now I know where here is.
Here is my mind hanging onto life.
The monsters are my thoughts.
They have dragged me in so deep.
To darkness.
To Death.
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Poetry
PoetryI write poems. I decided to post them on here. Why? No reason. Just cuz I can. Maybe someone will like them. Or relate. So um enjoy, I guess :-)
