On days this body feels a cage,
Trapping a soul in silent rage
Among the living, yet so dead,
Chained by thoughts inside my head
I seek escape from endless pain,
A life where loss is all I gain
My youth, my dreams, they slip away
As I fade more each passing day
I lose myself to fit in tight,
For as I am, I have no right
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Deep in Thoughts
PoetryMy dood- poems and random thoughts about everything. Sometimes it's based on my own story, sometimes based on someone else's story. I write in English, but I'm not a native speaker. Feel free to correct my grammar. Thanks in advance.
