Is this where our story ends then?
Or is this a bad case of writers block?
But it's still hard to tell
It's hard to tell if it's over and done
Or simply a blockage, until we figure out what you've done
What have you done?
I truly don't know
Will we fix this?
I hope so
What have you done to me?
Where did I go?
I disappeared into my own shadow
I'm hidden again
Alone in the dark
I need not fire to warm me
I have my cold heart
No flame or comforting words
Could lighten up my mind
Wrap me up in a blanket,
You're just wasting your time
I am cold
I am lost
I am alone
Melt me if you wish
With your sweltering, foolish fire
I'll exhale once more
As my life will soon expire
~~RDP~~

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Living In The Mind's Cage
PoesiaThe poems start inexperienced, I was younger then. As you read further it shows my growth as a person and my fallbacks. Maturing slowly through each one. It's my mental journey. These are poems are my outlet and help me with my issues when I can't d...