Purgatory
Sitting in a room
Filled with darkness and gloom
Only I wish
To leave here soon
Yet locked are the doors
The sound touches the ear
A sound of devilish laughter, and terrifying roars
Is all i can hear
Where am I?
Where have I gone?
Is this place where
I truly belong?
Not sure of the path
My soul has chosen
Hazy and unclear
My thoughts seem frozen
Everything seems
Like one large test
Despratly i need
A good nights rest
Yet the sound of evil
Is knocking on the door
Can they do anything
Possibly more?
I'm at a crossroad
with two seperate paths
Yet which shall bring
a reason to live once at last
Judged by everyone
Criticized by all
Still i am standing
Still walking tall
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