Poetry

stuck at a standstill

no where to go

no one wants us anyhow

no moving forward

no going back

all just is

the voices

the madness

the darkness

the noise

all just overwelming

just stand in the spot

and the only hope it seems

is the world will just swallow us up

just wanting it all to end

wondering but knowing

no one would even know

we were gone

((anonymous))

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