Dead End Read Count : 82

Category : Poems

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Dead End 

I've grown so wary

Of this fight.

I struggle to keep

My goals in sight.

I feel I missed

My chance to thrive,

And it's all I can do

To keep hope alive. 

What's the point? 

What's the use?

My neck is straining 

Against the noose.

And I can't find

My footing now,

I'm going out

With muffled sound. 

The brightest stars twinkle 

For the shortest time.

They burn so bright, 

And then they die.

I fear that's the road

I'm traveling, 

In the darkness,

And it's a dead end. 



  • Jun 09, 2021

  • Jun 09, 2021

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