Cannot yet tell if this is real,
Feel uneasy, everything surreal
Watched her walk away,
Don't know why I wrote it that way
Looking out to the dark corners,
I swear to see something move
For I wish someone would take me away,
So I didn't have to see it.
Cannot face reality
For I don't want to feel.
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Zenith - A Book Of Poetry
PoetryA book of devoid poems. There isn't much to explain, or describe. I wrote My Dark Friend- A Book of Poems which I had to end do to my issue of writing too much, so this is kind of part 2.
