A Way Out Poem by Burke Donnelly
A Way Out
As I walk through, pacing my steps
I walk out a door only to discover another dark room
I am lost in this place, just another blinded face
Where am I now, how did I find this strange place
My life, full of dark rooms
I wonder about trying to understand my future steps
Do I keep searching? Is there a way out?
How can I tell, When will I uncover my future?
I search into the depths of oblivion, countless doors, and countless options
Can I ever tell my next step, my next door?
I still ponder this; is there a way out or am I just in another blinded place.
Interesting poem. I don't believe there is any way out. What you need is to find light that shows you rooms are an illusion and you walk everywhere in your soul at once. I think this is why things sometimes feel overwelming. Keep writing.
May be teh room you are in is round...? ? ? and hence it seems dark all teh tiem as u might just be going round and round it! Dark room will be lit very soon. Preets
Interesting style, definately captured me within your poem. I like it, hope to see more~ ~Amber~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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