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Poem.
Been climbing the world so high
Staring content as clouds pass by
Not thinking of what will happen
In the end when I want to get down
I look below me and don’t see the ground
I listen closely but can’t hear a sound
My body aches and my mind is dead
My spirit cries and my face is red
How do I escape this place I’m in?
I thought I was getting ahead
but I’ve just been digging my grave
I started to climb beacuse I couldnt stand
How everyone acted in my land
Thought I could build a better life
But now I’m caught in this strife
So i let go of the edge
to bring me back to reality
Jumped off of my tower of isolation
Praying not to receive desolation.
I’ve climbed so long it’s hard to stop
Hard to give up hard to let go
Every ounce of my mind screams no
but my body craves the rush of the drop
So I let go and hope it turns out ok
Hope I feel better than today
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