1-A To me the world becomes a barren place.
2-B Great big, monstrous shadows seem to loom,
3-A It is always dark, looks like empty space.
4-B The darkness only fuels my inner gloom.
5-C I sit here all alone thinking, fearing.
6-D Where is has the warmth gone to, the light?
7-C I consider these thoughts, still endearing.
8-D Why hold on to this world? Why still fight?
9-E These thoughts encase my mind, like bees they swarm.
10-F But, in the distance, it taunts me, fear.
11-E Can almost feel it, an echo of warm.
12-F Then hope, it draws close, the dark not near.
13-G I'm free, but I'm not without penalty.
14-G Free, my life is now my own destiny
YOU ARE READING
Songs or Peoms I wrote.
PoetryIn this book I'm just putting my random thoughts. The thoughts go from straight up depressing to the hyper crack that makes up my demented mind. So if you truly wish to dive into my mind go ahead... I'm not stopping you... I'm just warning you, you...
