DriftingA Poem by LizI'm stuck in my own head.
Trapped
No escape Roaming, Roaming, Roaming. Away from the safety, Away from these things, These blessings. Away To the Cruelty, to the Sadness, to the Fear. There's no turning back. Drifting, Away from Happiness, To somewhere else.
© 2010 LizAuthor's Note
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