In a whirlpool of emotions
None of which that can describe
My current frame of mind
Letting me get lost in this trepidation
Vicious words slowly tumbled off
Making me anxious enough
Truth be told none of it would matterIf one shall retreat and forget
But patience isn't the quality I possess
As sun starts to set ; follows up
Sheets marked with tear stain
And eyes hollowed up with bags
Underneath that shallow facade
Regret and rage is what remains.
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A short poem , it just describes my state of mind when I am angry. I poured out my emotions that i was experiencing at that moment.
Hope you all like it.Zee.
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Poetry"We all are born free But spend a lifetime Becoming slaves to our own False Truth" - Atticus "Words left unsaid." Just some poem's that I wrote in my leisure time.Hope you like them. I appreciate every vote and comment. * ** Trigger Warning : Ment...