here's something dedicated to the poetry world, im no where near to even good in this field and also i am trying to nurture this! with which i hope you guys enjoy it out here. reviews would be appreciated. 🕊♥️
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as i sink deeper into nothingness, everything is sighted, yet nothing feels highlighted. not knowing where to go, i withdraw into the self. and you might ask why don't I scream for help?
what do i tell people who want to listen, when i myself fail to write how i feel with a paper and pen. i struggle not with vocabulary but the lack of it. nothing i see around in my description fits.
there's water all around and im parched, yet nothing in me wants to quench the thirst. there's fire everywhere and i feel the heat, yet i stand there idolly as warmth in me seethes.
my hands aren't tied, but feel tired to move. my mind works, but feels as it there's dust and sand in its grooves. i want to change, yet i stand here stranded. i need help, but how do i tell im wounded.
thy wound they wouldn't see, and so thy wound they shall never treat. for my wounds lie buried in my heart, etched in my head and engraved in my soul.
