Hopelessness
The light, once strong,
Now’s gone.
No hope, dark sight,
Just night.
Four walls, no door,
Black floor.
No room, so dark,
Feel stuck.
No air, can’t breathe,
I cease.
Liana Kuperman
October 8th, 2009
(bad day)
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