♖♟♖Part-XV ♖♟♖
Walking through the murky meadow,
Jilted by my own shadow..
Standing alone , tenebrosity found an echo in my feeling..
Through these mystic orbs nothing seems appealing ..
My existence is nothing but deception ,
Here I stand in the house of mirrors , seeking for my vivid reflection..
I won't recline on their meek demeanour ,
Who knows its a fib or candor ..
Epoch of mortality is like autumnal equinox,
Mortals revamping , leaves starting to change colour is orthodox ...
Into the cold of autumn ,
Madness teems my soul from top to bottom ..
Trees uncladed by the falling of leaves ,
Like them I feel exposed , losing my beliefs ..
Autumn is here in my heart ,
Mending me is a shady art ..
In these broken promises deep below
Each words gets lost in echo ..
Maybe I'm just paranoid of being lost
Like the crispy leaves under my feet ,all crumpled away from their host ..
How far flung is the shore ?
I'm The Girl Who Wants To Live No More
~T ♚
( The Misfit)
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The Girl Who Wants To Live No More
PoetryJust because she makes you laugh Doesn't mean her heart isn't broken in half She may never show but , As the days pass her scars Grow Just because she smiles ... Doesn't means everything is alright She's the one who'd never cry . Even if she know...
