Nothingness is everything to me now
I want to escape, but I don't know how
The bubble inside my head has popped
And the hope inside it has dropped.
The silence of midnight gives me solace
sadness feels like morning of sundays
I can't wait to tie my shoelace
And meet those people I wanna embrace
Shadows are behind me watching
My head is bowed down cause it's aching
My screams are too loud
But I am in the middle of deaf crowd
Believe me I am trying my best
But dear God I am failing this test
So please shut my brain down and put it in a basket.
Then carve your signature in my grey casket.
My demons are taking over me
I know that it's not gonna end happily
Everything's normal for my family
But this is hell for people like me.
I can't explain my condition
But I wanna get out of this situation
Deep inside I am literally going insane
But my surface shows a painful version of plain.
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Bullets For Midnight
PoetryThis is a collection of poetries written in the depths of the night
