The exit
Sitting in my void with thoughts as dark
As night.
Looking for an exit not knowing which one
Is right.
Running around in circles trying to reach
Them all
But in my minds confusion I just find a
Brick wall
I think the voices from the darkness are getting
In my way.
Should I stop searching or shall I search
Some more
And in time I might find the exit I've been looking
For.
Copyright © Paul White | Year Posted 2023
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