Escaping Pain
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It's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.
For years I have been wrongly trapped, In a place even the minds cannot adapt, Not dead nor alive but stuck in between, A haunted nightmare and a lifeless dream.
This is the first poem that I've written in a while, and it sort of conveys how I'm feeling right now. And how many others must be feeling. When I write down how I feel, it sort of helps. And when I read something that conveys how I feel, that helps as well. So this is for anyone who feels the same way. Thanks for rea...