Dark Place

by Psychopathic   Apr 25, 2005


I long for a place where I can be me.
There are days I wish to be free
from the torment of this life,
for I am stuck in a dark place
between this reality and the next.
I don't know what to do with myself.
I sometimes sit in a corner of this dark place
and contemplate what I will do next.
Sometimes I scurry around,
running into what I cannot see,
looking for a way to escape.
There is no one here
to save me,
rescue me,
or to just take me away
from this God forsaken place.

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