Pray, that you don't meet me halfway, keep yourself in one direction, no miscommunication, let's not cause any animosity, whilst the place is filled with monstrosity.
I'll keep you guarded, whilst we travel through this maze, no need to feel broken-hearted, we're trapped in this fiery blaze.
From one exit to another, I stand here thinking about our lives, knowing that this blaze is becoming faster, and there's nowhere for us to hide, could we find a way to escape, before we end up being turned into ashes, there's Gotta be a way to make, it through, without everything being tragic, right now, I feel as if we're trapped inside a zoo, we Gotta make it outta' here, somehow.
Hold my hand, I'll keep you close, one day we'll make it back out onto grassy land, and leave behind our burnt shadows, you'll get out of here one day, but for now, watch as all around you turns into ashes that are grey, and somehow, I see you from the outside, burn to your death, I feel frozen like ice inside, and whisper your name from under my breath.
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PoetryA selection of poetry, that I have written from the last three years. An anthology of my poems from the last three years, which I have put together, for everyone to enjoy, about survival, love, heartbreak and pain, and my own experiences in life. ...