It's dark in here.
It's cold out there.
I feel afraid.
I feel scared.
My eyes can't see.
My ears can't hear.
Don't let me out.
Don't leave me here.
Author's Note:
Sometimes you wonder what's better—protecting yourself inside of a dark, lonely, yet comforting box; or emerging into the big, wide, and rather terrifying world...
-I. Quill
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Rain Clouds
PoetrySimple poems, each with a story just behind them. ••• This book will be updated whenever I write a new poem worth posting. I draw inspiration either from my own complicated emotions, or sometimes even stories I've created in my mind. I suppose only...
