All That I am Afraid of
I look out through the bars. I've been a prisoner here for as long as I can remember. By day I stare out of the bars with thoughts of hope of leaving it all behind.By night there's nothing but darkness and being chased by the nightmares that haunt my very being. Where am I you ask? Well my mind of course. I can never leave for it's a part of me you see. I am a prisoner of my own mind. All that I am afraid of is looking back at me through the bars...It's me.
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Words Left Unspoken
PoetryThe hardest part about this life is living in it. Things would be so much easier if we all just said what we wanted to say, but we don't and probably never will. Words left unspoken is a look behind the curtain of a person who was ready to give up o...
