Poems from Cael Adams

young mediocre poet
I long to escape Driving, running, walking, drinking, sleeping, I've tried them all, yet I am still stuck Stuck in reality, in isolation I...
As I walk towards the Light, there is one final test The Scales, to determine my future My next life I see my heart, such a small and...
I have the soul of a cold, grey morning The kind when the air stops your breath, when the morning fog makes you apprehensive, and look...
Every waking moment I am terrified, terrified of my present and my future I fear the worst, because I think I am the worst Fate is not kind...
Despite how much the world has made my heart bleed, It still beats and I will always be kind

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