Searching for an exit,
Nothing, I can find.
This maze traps me deep inside,
My poor broken mind.
Hands gripping ever tighter,
Trying to stay afloat.
But the others are stronger,
Dragging me down into this moat.
Surrounded by darkness,
Searching for light.
What's the point anymore,
Already lost the fight.
A grin on my face,
A knife in my hand.
Blood stains my clothes,
From a poor unfortunate man.
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My Poems
PoetryJust some poems I've written. I love feedback, so please, tell me what you think. Warning- May contain spoilers for certain books
