I feel like a deep dark cave
That nobody wants to go in
On the inside I have gold
On the outside people see trouble
People don't see what is on the inside
Everyone stays away because they are scared
When all the gold is gone
Which it soon will be
People will have yet another reason
Not to enter my deep dark cave
YOU ARE READING
Death on the inside
Poetry"The ocean matches my emotion, raging and full of thunder"
