There Iz No Title Poem by Brittney Phillips

story of your life
searching for the light
but there's no where to go

holdin on for dear life
wandering through dark and lonely nights
lookin for something to behold
hopin this time i'll be led to the gold

There are no flashnights
no streetlights
The sun is gone
It seems as if the darkness is worshiped upon
But i'm still holding on

around and around
i can't stop spinning
i'm moving in circles
all i want to do at this point is hurl
but there is not a ride
and rules by which to abide

you just keep getting dizzier
you try to scream but all of a sudden youve taken your last breathe
your no longer breathing but clutching your teeth n
hopin each time is the last
you soon realize you cannot relie on the past
for this is not an awful present but the presence
your traveling through this warphole, looking for a loophole

There is none
and it aint your say that your dun
your stomache drops
the entire worlds stops
or so it seems....n your dreams
it becomes faster and louder
it begins to narrow but you have no way out
and in the feeling of being sober
u realize it's all over