This is a poem i wrote 3 years ago. Time really flies... Drifting into Darkness

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Being lost in a dark abyss
Not knowing how to live like this
Who do I go to?
Can I keep moving on through?
Falling back in the trap
Then getting my feelings whacked and snapped
How much more can I take?
I'm going to break
Pressure increases and time flies
I'm trying to keep up, but I feel paralyzed
Every moment hurts from the wrath of the queen bee's sting
Trying to leave but I'm stuck on her drawstring
From her beck and call I have nothing left
She is disguised as an angel but commits theft
I'm lost in the dark alley
Lonely and shaking badly
Drowning in water, filled with sorrow
I'm falling, will I see tomorrow..

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