Pushed in a dark corner.
"You're on your own." They say.
Charred and unresponsive.
The definition of my brain. 🧠
Unrecognizable is what my voice tells me.
As I continue to do the things that drive me crazy.
But I don't have a choice.
I speak and they still don't listen.
Another year added
to my life in prison.
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Screaming Into The Void
Poetry#1 in poetry :) #1 in free verse :) Have you ever felt like it was the end? Like today was just a bad day? That no matter how many times you believe that something can happen that it just might not? That no one gives a damn at all? That all you do...
