These knots inside my head,
Tighten and worsen
Into an even bigger mess
Winding through,
Just like the demons that spread
The fire that once burned in my heart
Now spits out the ash
Going a step ahead,
Burning my soul apart
It's a tornado of thoughts,
Of pain,
Of stress
I wonder who ever could've cursed me
Who I ever wronged
Or whom I must've hurt
To be condemned in such ways;
To become deserving of this pain
I wish I could meet them
I'd ask for forgiveness;
I'd beg for their mercy
I don't care what they'd think
Or what others would say
I just want this misery to come to an end
For this pain to go away
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The Ember Garden
PoezjaIt's the journey through life The quest of finding herself In which homes are left, people are met, mistakes are made and there's a whole lot of regret She's never let the pain get to her, well at least that's what people think. However, only her di...
