

TrappedI stand trapped in an open field My thoughts, m dreams, all hopelessly revealed I run and run to a river that has no end As its beginning stands right around the bend I climb a ladder that reaches towards the sun's light This ladder, however, cannot be sensed by sight I write a poem that makes no sense As I try to break through these walls so denseTrapped


Where The Sun Has Never ShinedFull of words past whispered: behold the night. It shall not be conquered, do not try to fight. From the shadows you cannot escape; Let your body go. Surrender it to the dark lake. Everywhere you turn is dark.Where The Sun Has Never Shined
And the twilight before you forms a vast question mark. The night surrounds you, it cannot be fled Embrace the shadows as your vision goes red And the darkness will envelope even your heart, your mind Hold your head high, however,
And walk without fear into the place where the sun has never shined.
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Hello
Welcome to DA
Good poems
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A mirror image
I am but one of two
I am but one of two who are one
So which am I? Am I the one or the other?
Am I the image in the mirror or am I the mirrors image?
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