Here I am again stumbling around in the dark looking for the light. Down this pit of longing looking for the ladder. How can I escape if I can't see feeling is my strongest sense and it aches like an iron sword branding my chest. Here I am again in the dark desperately longing for the light to illuminate the escape. Someone-anyone-please turn on the light.
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Ryan's Poetic Collection (HEARTBREAK AND HEALING)
PoesiaA selection of poetic pieces of writing about emotions.
