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The dark box

The walls are closing in on me
I cant escape the pain
My fears are falling on to me
Like an everlasting rain

The walls are getting closer
My mind it will not stop
There is a sickening feeling inside me
I must be stuck in the box

My hands are getting clammy
My hair it stands on end
I can not find the doorway
This room it has no vents

The air is getting thicker
Im finding hard to breath
I can not see what’s happening
Im lock down deep within

I see a speck of hope
A door begins to show
I find a key its hiding
I find it in my coat

The door it starts to open
An excitement builds within
I am nor scared anymore
As the sunlight leans in

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im just starting on my writing journey still finding my ground hoping to get noticed in the writing world

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