the clouds drift low
like the ghost I never knew
gloomy, descendant
codependent
on the wind
to keep on drifting by
shallow winds,
keep a close grin
keep you passing by
keep you stuck in a tie
a bind so invisible
the only way to escape
is to know it's there
to cut the rope
how will you ever cope?
how will you ever know it's there?
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Into the Darkness
PoetryA collection of poems. For the troubled minds, the minds of the troubled youth. Not for the faint hearted, for this is the story of my life. And this is my safe place, my journal I go to in my darkest nights. Know that eventually, everything should...
