Tue, 03/22/2022 - 10:35 -- Kkas26

To be by myself

Is all ive ever known

Ive become my own roadblock

And my deprivation is shown


I become quicksand

And wiggle to go under

Then i hear a sound

And the rope sounded like thunder


My help was there

To help me climb out

But it was my choice

Whether or not to shout


Again and again

I grabbed and lt gp

My mind said im fine

But i was so low


This time i grabbed

And pulled myself away

My hope for my future

My mind is finally at bay

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