On the ropes of life I sit,
in my mind, am I fit.
Into the open I stare,
for myself is there any care?
My agony, is all I can see,
do you know the real me?
Can you feel my soul,
can you tell it is not whole?
The truth is somewhat amiss,
I am lost in the abyss.
Somewhere behind a cloud,
my screams are loud.
On my knee's I am pleading,
my heart is red from bleeding.
So scarred is my mind,
control is hard to find.
Is there an answer in the sky,
do I have to die?
Have I misplaced my fate,
is it really too late.
Is there anything to gain
from all this pain?
In life can I win,
or am I doomed in sin.
Am I really so sad,
or am I wanting to be mad.
Have I gone insane,
just to keep away the rain.
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.RHYTHM OF SOUL.
PoetryYour words always don't speak what you wanna express Your expression not always supports you Your heart not always beats for you Your desire cannot always burn as fire Your soul is not gonna always be with you Even your shadow leaves you in dark t...
