There is no escape
From what's inside my head.
I dare to dream,
That i may end up dead
Here i lay,
Lifeless and full of sorrow.
I close my eyes,
Not hoping to see tomorrow.
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Wicked Games
PoetryI decided to start writing about things I am feeling and thinking. This entire year has been completely crazy . I hope my story helps show my development as a person.
