My Cell
I wrote this poem back in 2009-2010 when I was really sad and depressed. Feeling better now but I think that this is one of my best works.
My Cell
by ‾Conor-80
Blackness blackness all around
in this pit to which I am bound
no one here to understand me
no one here to stand by me
the day may come when my life may end
and still I will yearn for a friend.