The wind blows,
The windows rattle,
And I just lay here.
Motionless, still.
The world moves so fast around me.
I'm stuck...
Stuck in a mess my head has created.
Will it ever end?
Will I be the person people want me to be?
Will I ever be able to untangle this never ending web?
I can't give up.
I can't give in.
I have to push.
I have to fight.
I have to...
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The Mind's Web
PoetryThis is a short poem that I wrote a while back as I was just sitting in my room left with my thoughts.
