This is a poem I wrote where, for the first line of each stanza, I used the second line of the previous one. I hope you like it!
It’s dark in here
There are no windows
No light,
from the outside
There are no windows,
no way to view
what’s been waiting
for me
No way to view
the truth
of the world
instead forced to accept
The truth-
the darkness isn’t
that bad
you get used to it, or you don’t
the darkness isn’t
your friend, but
it isn’t a monster either
it just lives, and lurks
and you learn to do so too