Slipping down into the endless night,
utterly void and deprived of light.
I can't swim up, sideways or otherwise,
unable to move until I realize.
Where am I going? What's there to feel?
Am I even alive? Is anything real?
I need something to do, show my zeal,
but no matter how hard I try my heart can never be steeled.
Cowering back into the dark from which I came,
I can only have hope no one else feels the same.
I know I am not alone in this, but I wish I felt zen,
I'm stuck with these feelings, all this burden.
Why won't it stop!? Why can't it end!
I've gotten myself, my mind in a bend.
I've got to get out, I need to get away,
but there is no escape, at the end of the day.
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Walking in the dark
PoetryA cocktail of some of my dark poems, going to update it every couple days to a week.