Friday, August 25, 2023

locked up

 How am I suppose to live,

with the knowledge that I cannot give?

How am I suppose to cope,

when I have lost all hope?

This is where I sit,

in a life that I don't fit.

I want to scream, 

yet all I do is dream..

There will be no justice for me,

because I will never be free.

I am locked in a dark room,

waiting for the impending doom,

that will destroy me,

for all to see....


Sammy

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