I’m stuck in a coma,
Lost in a dream,
Gotta find a way out,
Back to what I need,
But as I start to wonder,
Now as I start to cry,
I slowly start to realize,
This all was just a lie.
*chorus* Broken promises,
Of long lost fantasies,
Slowly start to wear and thin,
Where am I meant to be?
The cover of so long ago,
Is finally stripped away,
So here I’m left, standing here,
With nothing left to say.
And so I’ve learned,
Running off, into the world,
Can be so troublesome,
But staying here,
And thinking of,
All I could’ve gained,
I think I’d rather take the risk,
Than watch my life,
Go down the drain.
*chorus*
Knowing that I’ve been stranded,
By everything I knew,
Keeps me going stronger,
But, where am I to run to?
Knowing there is no one,
Left to hold me close,
Keeps me moving forward,
Instead of thinking of,
*chorus*
With nothing left to say.
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mid night poetry( part 1)
PoetryAbout mid night poetry :collection of dark poems that I use to write or have written at night ! "I'm different. I will give you my treasure chest of darkness first. If you can handle that, then I'l...