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Am I Blind?

Twist & turning, Clawing,
My finger’s burning,
Drawing.
The last mile,
Runs for miles and miles,
There’s no end to this.
Why am I even trying.

It’s all dark here,
There’s nowhere to go to.
All filled thick with nothingness….
All I feel is meaningless…

The only sound’s of my,
Fingernails against the ground.
Or when I turn around,
Someone knocks from underground.

Those are the long lost echoes,
Of the once who stood where I am,
Reliving, Retrieving…
Tryin’a snatch my soul.

Twisting n’ clawing,
Their finger’s burning too…..