Fun House Read Count : 153

Category : Poems

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The inside cringe ..I feel within brings me to my knees ..like a fun house I'm trapped inside these walls ,different size mirrors lead my  emotional breakdown which  brings a new torture... Like each keyless door ,I'm blank ..numb ..banging on a soundproof window ...trying to escape, this life is impossible ...let me off this ride of disaster...why can't I be erased ? ..blank stares..my biggest critic staring back at me through my reflection.... When will this end I just want it to be over ...I want to be over ....

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