The Hole: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.
By: Zach Brehany
Persuing answers
Lost of friends
In my demise
A hole is created
The hole is deep.
I'm at the bottom.
Graviety is not what holds me down.
Ignorence is.
I screwed up.
I screwed everything up.
All because
All because my ignorence is too powering.
I'm a loser.
A nobody.
Somebody in the background.
All because of ignorence
I have lost a friend.
Maybe not her.
I hope she understands.
I hope.
I know she'll understand
If not,
Then the thought are true.
The suffering becomes worse.
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