They were monsters in name of god,
They were torture in disguise of home
The things I believed kicked me out of my zone ,
Just stood there watching oneself getting tortured
Suffocated , Sabotaged and made myself a mess
Threw me into a trauma hole
I tried myself to handle the rest
Were all cold blooded demons that what i saw,
Trying to balance everything
But the whole life is a seesaw.
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EASE HEAL COMFORT
PoesíaFinding one's comfort thing is what most of us humans look for . The one thing to hold on and feel at ease and which brings us peace and calmness, to lift one self up . Here are few series of Poems which I hope would help would make your day little...
