I am in this hole. I feel like it's eating my soul. I try to crawl out but I get sucked back in. I can't breathe the air, it's so thin. I just want to get out and see the light but it's so very dark in here that I lost my sight. All I do is cry and cry. So I try to take my time by and by. But it gets me no where. Eventually time will take it's tare and then it will kill me. So I sit in this hole and let it be. I have no life here no more so what is there to live for? I go ahead and close my eyes to say this endless hole has finally took my soul.
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Endless Hole
PuisiI'm trying to write poems I'm not sure if I'm good or not but I'm trying.