"My time is running out
And I'm back to square one
Feels like I've been going in circles
Might as well quit and be done
When did life turn so lifeless?
When did life become prison?
Is this another name for death?
Or am I just breathless?
What happened to my youth?
Back then, I was restless
These nights have been more still
Not how I used to feel
I've tried holding back
But it's no use
Why do I feel so alone?
I keep counting the days
They said I need to start changing
How can I let go when I'm not even ready?
I reject the future
I want to keep hold of my present
But I'm stuck in this story
Why do I feel so lonely?
I'm here, alone
So alone
No ones home
Please, hold me close"
~ yours truly,
Esmeray
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The Secret Oeuvre of a Ghost Named Esmeray
PoetryI was a human just like you once. A soul. I had lived a life brimmed with flowers that could glow love, had a fire within me to bring others warmth. I once had a family that cherished me, and accepted me. I had the spirit of a child, with many stori...
