Trap Door Poem by Justin Dowler

Trap Door

Rating: 5.0


It arrives as the morning,
insidious, treacherous, and heartless,
laid out before me,
my shadow's own perilous and cruel design,
regret and despair...
i have to...

and again.

Trap Door
Thursday, January 19, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,despair,hopeless,regret,sadness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Naila Rais 25 July 2018

Oh wow! A wonderful write.. Full of emotions... Keep courage.... No one is ever alone... The someone who created us and surely love us is always there... 👍👍10++++++++++++++++++++++...you may like to read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too... Naila

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Samuel Leonard 19 January 2017

Real deal dude. Keep digging deep, use your sadness to create more beauty like this.

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