Time stops
And stands still
Each day
Seems like a year
I'm lost
And can't be found
In this darkness
I lay dying
Cold
Empty
And alone
It holds me down
And won't let go
There is no escaping
it consumes me
until there's nothing left
I may look fine
But on the inside I'm full of death
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Author:
Henry Canticle (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 28th, 2017 23:03
- Comment from author about the poem: Its one of those days...
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
This physically hurt me lol
Oh, I thought maybe emotionally hurt xD. But overall, great poem! Love to read more by you!
I hope your Okay :p and thank you
Yeah I'm fine lol but really beautiful poem. Sometimes emotional pain turns to physical for me.
Thank you. I can relate. You should read the others, they are somewhat in relation to this one...
We're all in this together
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