Such is this crazy carousal I call life,
Traipsing wildly alongside insanity.
Constant confusion and continuous strife.
Painful and harsh, stealing away my humanity.
Reverently, I pray for peace for my dark soul.
To heal and soothe my injured heart.
Time and time I cry but mostly I cajole.
Promises I avow to, anything for a new start.
Exhausted I lay down to rest, weakened by my plight.
I dream of a future and what I wish it to be.
The Dante’s inferno I awake to each and every twilight,
Vanquished forever with a kiss from you lips, the only key.
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