On rainy days I sit in a haze,
Staring at the razor blade,
I thought that it was just a faze,
But still the pain won't go away,
The light inside just seems to fade,
So dark I can't tell night from day.
The tunnel is endless and bleak,
Losing the joy I wish to keep,
Can't say the words I want to speak,
To stop the beast I long to beat,
Can't make a noise, can't make a peep,
The seeds are sown, it's time to reap.
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Author:
danny13 (
Offline) - Published: August 8th, 2017 16:13
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After the rain, the sky will be clear. All the rainy days shall pass, there are always sunny days after. Nice writing.
this is such a good poem wow
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