I hate this place
It's the only thing that never changes, no matter how much time I spend away
Every, other day, it's still the same
And I still don't know the way out of here
Here I'm all alone in the ringing emptiness, where seasons never turn
It's an eternal fall
When I'm free I love it there, it's enough for me to feel despair
If only I could be without a care, loving life while dreaming of tomorrow
I've had enough of this place
Just take me away
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Another attempt, Poetry And Short Stories.
PoesiaPoems like short stories about feelings one might feel in every day life. Some angst, and hope. All written by myself, inspired by music and the things I feel.
