FearA Poem by MystyNazi concentration camp
Walls are
closing in holding me tight I have never felt so isolated so scared. The dark clouds above; The cold cement floor beneath; The stench of this place could send people to their grave; I fear for my life. My parents are here somewhere in this place; I hate it; All they have given me is a cot for me to sleep an old itchy Blanket and a radio; I fear for my life. Walls are closing in holding me tight; I have never felt so isolated so scared; I have never had to fear for my life before. The dark clouds above; The cold cement floor beneath; The stench of this place could send people to their grave; I fear for my life. © 2020 Mysty |
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Added on June 10, 2020 Last Updated on June 10, 2020 AuthorMystyAboutI have been writing poetry since my freshman year of high school back in 2007. I sometimes write personal poems in 1st person but alot of my poetry is in 2nd person. I had a bad life in the beginning .. more..Writing
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