Where...

A rhyming (not sure) poem I did about the feeling life can give me

Where is the path?

Where is the door?

Where is the key?

Where is the end?

This wretched life

Is bring grief

I wish this knife 

Would end this fight

But that is wishful thinking

Because without blinking

My span is shrinking

For help, I should shout

But I end up in doubt

Only one answer i know I would get, the knout

So I stay silent and start to doubt

Where should I go?

How should I know?

You don't answer my cry

You don't tell me why

Author's Note

First poem I have done trying to get the words to rhyme as much as I can >.< tell me what you think and if it makes sense.

Knout = A whip made for flogging in the middle ages

Reviews

[yvo miki]

Good job!!!!!!!😍loved it bea! you can tell me anything.

[Kurai.Merodi]

Thank you~!! And thank you~ I will 😊

[KanaDream]

No one knows where. Very good job trying to do all that rhyming.

I'm not sure if I'm looking at it right but I think that it's about someone searching for meaning and unable to find it then ends up wanting to end life yet suddenly understanding that 'his (life)span is shrinking' without effort so he wants to cry out for help at the wasted time but understands that no one will help and they may even make fun of him and so he doesn't say anything but he still has questions and no one answers.

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:D That's my understanding! Anyways! I liked this poem. Keep Dreaming ^^

[Kurai.Merodi]

XD wow you got all that?
And yer!! XD Glad ya liked it ^w^