I’ve been broken so many times I feel like my soul was being left behind dark shades with dark shadows black windows not tinted just the black hole ready to be re-open with a blissful soul. Stop crying and weeping it’s too much sleeping. Eyes open and you’re still sleeping. No lights but Four white walls and they all turn dark over time. Who shut the lights off ? Turn them back on ? It’s just another bad dream with another sad song.
To many emotions but they all seem to control themselves now and days I feel like someone else, just another head down with no help. Head spinning, eyes shut, mouth closed, why are these walls closing in. Dark shadows Dark shadow there is no storm why are you still here someone ring the alarm time is near. Hold on to your light you’ll never know when it gets dark and the shadows turn to dark overnight.

By: Adriana Goodgame

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