The Feeling
The feeling I feel
Is as dark as space
I don't know how to deal
With such an endless place.
My thoughts seem to overcome
All that is over me
I feel that I am strucked dum
For the world to see.
These feelings of mine
Are deeper than any sea or ocean
With darkness combine
Creates and endless motion.
I am in an endless cycle
Of darkness and depression
That I can not battle
In each of my sessions.
Every time I move forward
The hole gets deeper and deeper
I try to look outward
But the light becomes dimmer and dimmer.
I feel completely buried
With no way out
And very wearied
with out a doubt.
I want to scream for help
But no one will hear me
For the dirt chokes my throat
So I will never be set free.
By: Fotu S Taeoalii
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