I feel like
a child,
lost and confused,
going down
a giant
swirling slide
with no end in sight
in a long, dark tube,
speeding down
in a spiral,
I am screaming
out of fear
I was moving
too fast
I was going to crash
fall and tumble
blindly
I needed this ride to end
to be freed
to escape
no more squeaky pauses
no more trying to slow down
all I wanted
was to put my foot down
and stop.
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A Dark Rose Blooms (poetry)
PoetryA piece of me. A place to open all my wounds and share my joy. All the poetry here is personal to me. Writing is an escape for me, and only through writing can I put my thoughts and emotions out into the world honestly. Each piece is dated, the day...
