We are anxious
We are tired
We are scared
Everyday we live in fear
Walking down a dark
And never ending hallway
The doors that line the walls
On either side of me
Never open
They are locked
And we know not
Where to find the key
There is a dim light
At the end of this dark
Never ending hallway
We reached for it before
And when we do this time
We grasp it tightly
And we have hope
But then that light
That hope
It slips from our fingers
And we plunge into darkness
Once again
But this time when we look
There is no light
At the end of this hallway
And we are afraid again
Afraid of the dark.
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L.K. Poems
PoetrySimple poems written by a beginner poet and writer. If you read these please tell me what you think and how I can improve my work. Thank you !
