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I'm trapped inside this kingdom,
The one I used to call my home
It's walls forever close in on me,
Threatening to cast out what's left
Inside these bones.
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I scream along with the bitter wind that
Echoes through these halls,
It's voice forever haunts my dreams;
It's sad wail-turned beckoning call.
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I know of every stone and crack,
And every shadow by its name
They hear my cry of sadness,
And comfort my sorrows in vain.
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I know of every secret,
The windows have solemnly earned.
Of each footprint left on its sill,
Silently never to return.
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I know of every darkened doorway,
To which evil stood beneath.
Their chanted spells and woven tales-
Their charms forgotten to me.
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And last I know the souls,
Each wandering ghost and stationary thing.
Their poor old selves are lost forever,
Turned now to a weightless being.
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I'm cold in this kingdom.
A prisoner of my bones.
I wish to collapse in on myself,
And escape what I once called home.
- (November 9, 2018)
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And She Will Be Loved; A Collection of Quotes, Poems, and Other Such Writings
PoesiaIf you are looking for a quote, poem or just something pretty or dark, then you've opened the right book. These works are my own that I've done at various times over the past few years and most are based off my own mental struggles. Let me know what...
