Loonie lane

i’m laying here
in my usual state
waiting for the end
slowly filling with hate
i know i will get worse
against the wall i will go
in between the gap
where the monsters don’t know
thou they still find me
taunt and dance around
i will shake and weep
making very little sound
and when i get curage
i shout out for help
but noone ever comes
no matter how loud i shout
i tell myself i’m not mad
i promise me im not insane
but it’s so vivid and real
i’m in the loonie lane!


that was a very good poem

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