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Broken Souls

Poetry

A collection of dark poems I have wrote in regards to various mental disorders, as well as heavy life problems including substance abuse, violence and poverty.

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Roots

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by TWMorris

by TWMorris

I stop in my path,

By the roots of a tree.

I look up at the evil grin,

And hear laughter in the air.

I try to run away,

But cannot move a muscle.

The laughter increases,

I'm losing my mind.

My mind...

Mind your own business.

I pull the axe from my backpack,

And cut through the wood.

Leaves fall but I can walk free,

I'm back to my old roots again.