I feel it crawl up from behind
But I keep my smile and walk forward
Because I know if I turn around and face it
It will win and keep me for torture
Enslaved by that unknown entity
I don't know when it will catch me
Because being caught by the unknown
Is worse than death itself
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Hopeless Poet
PoetryI write about the world. Her, him, the places of meaning, aggression, compassion, or human nature. TRIGGER WARNING !! some poems talk about s*elf harm and su*cide. Please do not read if you are sensitive to such topics. I will try to put a trigger...
