Category : Poems

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The wind is circling me,
the only thing I can hear,
blowing all the leaves,
ripping them from the trees,
it's so strong,
I'm scared I'll get taken with it.

I stand my ground,
but it's pulling me backwards,
I try to move forward,
to where I once was,
but I get dragged back,
to the swirling tornado.

It's taking my air,
making me drown within it,
I need an escape,
to be pulled out of this,
but there's no one there.

I scream so loud,
but it goes unheard,
no one hears my cries for help,
they seem so silent,
compared to the howling around me.

I try to keep my feet on the ground,
but I'm being taken from it,
nothing to hold on to,
I can't be saved,
it's taking me from reality.

Pieces of me being taken,
the best parts of me,
disappearing from my grasp,
I struggle to keep myself together,
I'm becoming less of a person.

Feeling so tortured,
I'm not anyone now,
it took all I was,
I'm just a shell of my old self,
only a ghost left inside me and nothing else.

It's still trying to take me,
but I'm trying to stay strong,
even with being nothing,
tiredness taking over,
I keep fighting,
even if it seems hopeless.

I wish to let go,
to stop holding on to nothing,
but I'm scared if I stop trying,
I'll be lost in the storm.