Your deepest fears are coming alive
Crawling through the open holes of your every lie
Trying to get out, to get away from this place
A place called hell, that just isn't for you or me
Trying to run, but I can barely stand
Trying to break free from your icy cold hands
Crawling through a dark room
Blood dropping from your palms
Throns sticking in your body, stuck forever more
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PoetryCollection of poems or rants that I write. Very suprised at how many views and votes I got on this, thanks to all my readers ALSO Finished with this one, if you want to see more of my poetry look at my profile for the new collection.