trapped in my own head

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
a poem about a land you cant escape, just like our minds.

Submitted: May 23, 2011

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Falling, falling through the dark abis of what used to be a great life.

Unable to stop the speed, or slow it . I looked down,

seeing nothing but black dark memorys; how do I get closer to the end?

Vioces, and whispers became shouts and screams.

My awnser flowwed into the water of the air:

there is no way out, and no way to get closer... execpt death.

I swam through the dry water, trying to get to the end,

but as the screamers said, there is none. It is non-existant.

Absaloutly no way out of this dream, and no way out of my own head.


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