-Imprisonment-
To: the time I hold back...
There are times when I want to let it all out.
I want my tears to have a voice, to shout.
Everything in me is no more grey
Black, no white is all I see, if I may say.
My vision is getting blurry
Silent tears are slipping in merry.
No voice escaping,
My heart is burdening
With all secrets imprisoned in me
I can conclude I am slowly killing me.
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all the poems i ever wrote..
Espiritualit's just a chronological collection of my works. probably will stay in ongoing status. ... p.s- I would appreciate it if you don't re-post any of my work under any other name but mine. thank you. -------------------- 17.01.2022 ~ #1 in #ballad.
