I look to the corner of my room.
A shadow figure stands there.
Waiting for its pray.
Sadly that is I.
And it keeps my awake at night.
Nothing I can do.
Please just do it quick.
I don't want to feel the pain no more.
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Poems That Speak From The Soul
PoetryLong ago my heart was full of life and love. Now it's full of depression and despair. These poems I write are what I feel. So enjoy this craziness that I feel. ~Candy {Not part of the Marvel Kids.}
