Random Back And Forth

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Dark Poetry

I haven’t been sleeping.

I haven’t been dreaming.

I can’t seem to shake this wave of feeling.

I will not go forward.

I will not give in.

There is not a reason for me to live.

I cannot step.

I cannot fall.

Nothing matters—nothing at all.

I do not fear life.

I do not fear death.

It is all to be with nothing met.

I’m alone out here.

I’m alone in there.

It is all the same—no longer where.

I will not die.

I will not live.

I will continue on, until it gives.

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Chris Ramsdell's picture

hey i think this is a really good poem, i like how you kept a rythm the whole time. i thought this was really good.