Pitch-black
From left to right,
Like darkness to light.
Trying with all her might;
To triumph in the fight,
Again and again,
She kept on searchin'
Been twistin' and turnin'
Still nothing fits in.
Digging down deep,
Falling not to sleep;
Holding back those weep,
'Coz senses won't keep.
Trail of thoughts break,
Sanity seem so bleak;
Frustrations sudden kick,
Feeling terribly sick.
Moments gone too fast,
Yet she can't move from the past;
Something noone but she alone cast
In this pitch-black vast!
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Poem a Week Challenge
PoetryHello to the Poets Pub Poem-a-Week Challenge. We are challenging all of our members to start their own collection and write a poem each week. Here we will be featuring all of the authors who are participating as well as some of their poems. We wi...
