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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Emotional · #1028451
Felt like writing a poem at school one day. Depressing mostly.
I'm lving in the past,
I've forgotten about the present,
I'm anxious for a future
That I could never have.
The past has been made,

It is forever here,
Now like a scar on my soul,
Displaying my mistakes.
The present has changed,
I'm not who I was,

My soul has deserted,
And my hope is lost.
The future is gone,
I cannot move on.
I'm trapped inside a darkening room,

Whose walls contain no holes.
The walls are closing in on me,
They're only getting closer,
Squeezing in on what's left of me,
Closer, only closer.

With all my might,
I try to fight,
But strength, in here, is worthless.
I scream for help,
I cry for rescue,

but these walls are only smaller.
The air is getting tighter,
My lungs are breathign fire,
My blood is running cold.
I try to live,

With what valor I have,
but with every breath
I'm closer to death.
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