This stillness of time
Is echoing inside my barren heart,
As if I'm amidst the storm of sand
In some great desert.
Whether is it my mind which is deserted
Or is it just me?
Whether this hollowness is beautiful,
Whether I'm searching for a moment
To be in this sleep forever.
After one peaceful moment,
There's another moment of ruin.
The time of my life is reduced
With my beloved ones,
'Cause I lived it many times
With their existence.
This faded hint of light
With brightness around me,
Is like a mind in the dark
Having light around.
Even if it's all inside my head,
Find me an escape,
Before all of it sounds like dead.
Or maybe the day
I should stop this shredded hints of opinion,
It could get better,
Or the day when these dark shadows
Stop showing up.
Or maybe it isn't like that,
Or I'm hoping for one delusion
While already being in another.
Yet I hope for the better things.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
