In the abyss of my mind,
I like to wander about
Into the darkness, to get lost.
It's so dark here
Not a flicker of light.
It scares me sometimes,
That I would not find my way back
Into the light, once more.
Suddenly a small ray of hope appears
A little girl hoping in delight.
She looks so happy, full of life
Until she sees me, what I've become
And starts sobbing, till she dies.
I look over her features, see her carefully
She looks oddly familiar, irks me.
She is no other than little me,
It saddens me that I broke her.
I wish that I could revive her.
But that part of me has now died.
That little hope, that little life
The only thing that kept me alive.
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Poetry"Walk around the halls, What do you hear Is it the murmurs, or the snickers? It's just what you fear." "Push me into the darkness, I just escaped. Take me up there, I'll have my sins paid." "Bare-handed I roam, Was silly to believe solitude existed...
