How I get out of this alley, which never sees any light?
I try walking in the dark only to loose my way, to stumble over things I cannot see.
Though my eyes have adjusted to the darkness, I do not see anything. I walk around in circles, wondering if I'll ever get to escape.
The darkness has turned me to dust and my heart feels empty.
All I do is walk in the streets of your memories, over and over till my legs eventually give out and I fall to the ground, staring at the endlessly dark, starless sky.
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epiphany
Poetry(n.) a moment when you suddenly feel that you understand A collection of poems and writeups
