Brought back.
In chains.
Released to run.
Hunted once more.
Resulting in capture.
And captivity.
Loneliness is what I wish for.
I will not let this dream escape.
Even if it must be chained.
I will replace my sanity for something honest.
But lest we forget my drop from such hights.
Finally my fight is finished.
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Dizzy to the Point of Exhaustion
PoetryPoems. I know. I am incredibly deep and see meaning in everything. Jokes. Hopefully this doesn't suck. warning: some of these poems definitely kinda suck... oops! #881 in poetry March 4th, 2017👀 #463 in poetry March 9th, 2017😮 #348 in poetry Ma...