WAKE UP
When can I wake up
from the nightmare that is my life
full of the horrors of greed and strife
I see at the end of a dark tunnel
a bright flash of light
the more I run toward it
the slower I become
reaching for something
something unreachable
something to save me
all my efforts are useless
and all around me are clueless
clueless on what is going on inside
inside my brain
inside my mind
the mind that has trapped me in this dark
a spark
a spark of light emerges from the pits of the darkness
the darkness that has surrounded me time and time again
the spark
where did it go?
where has it gone
gone like the wind
gone like the sun
in this repeat of deep black
light is what I lack
the light of love
stealing me away
from where I am today
YOU ARE READING
Romance?
NonfiksiMy biggest trauma dump ever. There are some snippets of poetry in here called poetry breaks to let you relax for a bit and recollect on what you just read. It gives you a break from the drama henceforth why it is called a break lol. I hope you guys...
