My brain is unsettled
I need a rest from this cruel world
Which causes dismay
To my body and soulI need a sturdy closed wall
Where I can scuttle
From the voices
Of nefarious beingsI need a moment
To grasp my air
talk to my soul
And discover inner peace
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The memory of a lost child
PoetryThe journey of a child through nature ,tragedy that comes with love and the struggle for inner peace.
Airplane mode
My brain is unsettled
I need a rest from this cruel world
Which causes dismay
To my body and soulI need a sturdy closed wall
Where I can scuttle
From the voices
Of nefarious beingsI need a moment
To grasp my air
talk to my soul
And discover inner peace