[08092020]
She's on the edge, the borders of line.
Losing her vision in colors,
Things turn grey for her.
Losing her sense of taste,
Everything is tasteless.
As sad as she felt, no tears fall.
She wanted to, but it didn't fall.
No matter how hard she prayed.
She faked her emotions,
She tried living normally.
Fuse getting shorter, she's at her limit.
Standing on the borderline, heart beating uneasily.
She begged & prayed,
For peace in her mind and heart.
Consumed by herself, she grew tired of herself.
She tried her best to get off the bed every morning.
Despite the heavy anchor in her heart.
"Good job" they'd say, it felt never enough for her.
On the borderline, she tried to get a grip of everything.
She wanted people. She wanted understanding.
Greed and envy consumed, as expected from a human.
She tried her best to surpress her emotions for other's sake.
She always lose to her greed, just a human.
Pushed to the borderline, she trembled.
Steps stammered, shakingin anxiety, she inhaled for air.
Thoughts flood her head, her invisible friends came to her.
Today, again, on the borderline, she lost.
Again, on the borderline, she's consumed.
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The Unsung Lyrics From My Head
PoetryA compilation of broken poems, random lines of words, sleepless nights thoughts, and shower thoughts as form of expressions because I have difficulties in comunicating or expressing myself in real life.
