Trapped in this hell hole
inclosed in this dark space
Breathing slow
And mind in a haze
Eyes blurred
Words slurred
Mind deterred
Stories unheard
Two choices
Black and white
Do I feel too many emotions
Or am I numb from the pain ?
Our castle was build on lies
which was made of sand
and was washed away by the shore
that had hit the lands
YOU ARE READING
Late night poems ✔️
Poetry❝ happiness can be faked , don't be fooled by their smiles their eyes tell the darkest tales ❞ ~ Book 1 of poems
