In the world that I hide from,
I can't own my dignity,
It's a shattered place,
For you and me,
Where all I do is lose my sanity.
It's a broken world,
There's no right nor wrong,
There's no rules to follow truly,
If there is,
They don't exist for long.
A world full of crushed dreams,
Full of demons and such,
A place to get hungry,
On unsatisfying lust.
I try to live in my fantasy,
Where I can truly live in peace,
'Cause out there in the mad world,
There is no other thing I miss,
Then the peace and the eternal bliss.
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Dust of the untold
PoetryYet another poem collection, Ready to be free, Words written down by a stranger, Some scars you just got to see. A collection of hearts, A bucket of sorrow, A box of pain and my deepest thoughts. These are untold stories, From a closed soul, and a c...
