For years and years, I've have been falling down a rabbit hole.
Deeper and deeper until I'm 20 feet under.
The heat stings my skin like burning coals;
The skies cry, causing me tolls,
The clouds scream filled with thunder.
My wailings are hollow through the paper thin,
My fingertips filled with dirt.
Soft dirt made into models, filling warmth within my skin.
Suddenly breaks and then me wishing that once; I could win
Every time I know that I failed, I don't give up. I had hope, I had spirit.
The spirit was coursing through my eyes.
Blinding and simmering through my vision.
Whispers through my mind was dripping through the lies.
Lies I created, to hurt and to break. But never to rise.
To emerge from the ashes, to take and listen to my envision;
When I could stop listening to the piercing voice,
Urging me to follow and listen.
Convincing, manipulating that I have no choice.
But I know that I will rejoice-
I will get out of this prison.
So that one day, stairs will appear,
From the ground below.
That my heart will be fearless and my eyes will be clear.
That my true soul will be here.
That I'll be on the surface once more.
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Random poems
RandomThis is my first post to express my feelings through writing. I'm not sure if it's going to do well tho, but I hope you guys enjoy this.
