She's lost in a Black Never ending forest
The trees reach for her as she chases for her purpose
Her mind is lost in trapeze
Juggling oddities
The hills seem like never ending cliffs
And all she feels left to do
Is jump
As she moves one foot off the rocks crumble
She looks down to watch them hit bottom,
wondering
The voices scream "do it"
Her mind ponders as she let's self slip away
Into the immensity of darkness
Overwhelming as her body seems to fall faster
As if weights were bound to her skin
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Buried secrets
PoetryTell me how to find the will to live when your already dead . I'm 15 years old and this is the thoughts that haunt me ....