When I was a kid I had dreams,
Desires,
Wants,
Wishes.
Now all I want is to get away.
Away from the troubles,
The annoyances,
The anger,
The delusions,
The confusion.
To get away would save me.
Save my life.
Take me.
Save me.
Take me away from the madness in my brain.
The madness that eats me up.
The madness that ruins my dreams,
My desires,
My wants,
My wishes.
Tell me that I'll succeed.
Tell me that happiness is near.
Make me feel like it's all worth it.
Tell me to keep moving forward.
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Sorrowful Poems
PoetryJust some poems that I write when I get in the mood. Feel free to leave some comments or vote or whatever you want to do. :) Thanks for reading, enjoy.
