not even a single soul in this wilderness
it is been so long that can't even recall a heartbeat
lost in the castle of delusion that the mind has been created
the forest has made its calling — mimic a bizarre noise of wildnessenvy is in the grounds of the cage that haunts
as its way to torture one's sanity
producing a fantasy that can only be alive in the room of dreams
the voice that has been stolen
lurking in some corners — as a tiny hope gleams maybe a soul, not like any other could screamrecollections of the images captured good sunsets
has no longer lingered in the veins
oh well, it is lived to be kept as remains of a sweet-sour of pains
long been naked to glimpse the scars & wounds of the raw identity that containsmaybe this ink of mine could inscribe a story of never been — a girl from nowhere.
𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣
🥀 the photo above is from Pinterest
🥀 this is my inspired piece
🥀 12.27.2021
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Thơ caThis is composed of written thoughts and feelings that are buried in our minds. It comprises various components that could able to bring up.