Darkest Days

 

Am I in a portal of Darkness

Where the days get worse

A day that will live in Infamy

All will be gone to shreds

And the light will be dead

First is the sad times

Then there will be the mad times

The days will get worse

And you'll never guess what's first

Lonely back in kindergarten

Now lonely today

The only thing that will make me happy

Is to be free from this evil world

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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