Long nights
Of starless skies,
Stuck in a world
For which I cry
And dare not dream.
Short days
Of hateful friends
Who smile and laugh,
Stuck in a circle
In which you die.
Short again, but I really like it, tell me if you do and why you don't. I would really appreciate it. Thanks for reading. Have a nice day and or night!
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Running Away
PoetryThey were sick, suffocating. Getting out was the only option. They drove away from everything. They didn't know that something was chasing them. They didn't know who wanted them or why, but they were scared. It chased them, and they ran. Their freed...
