Poem 10

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A haze is what I'm stuck in.

Blind and uncertain of my next move.

I'm aware of the path before me but not really what step I should take.

A step I take leads me into quicksand.

Sinking deeply in loss and apprehension.

That's how you leave me.

With my head spinning like a strung globe.

I just want one word, a sentence or a phrase to set me free.

To act as light to guide my path.

So please do me this favour, I beg you.

Lift this weight off my heart.

Else I suffocate and die in cold.

Could you please just say something?

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