There's a coffin in my heart,
With a dead soul inside,
He awakens like vampire,
Betrayal is his garlic,
And a hint of care is the only blood he seeks.
He once was a healthy soul,
A soul unlike any,
He cheered for others and loved so many,
Listened to the griefs, absorbing agony,
Made them smile, eased on the worry.
Yet he sleeps with pain and cries in agony,
Being a dead soul is of help?
Not any.
He still seeks the blood of care,
But fears betrayal.
So he lives a lonely life,
Desolation in his mind,
Putting a smile to the world, full of lies,
Hiding the darkness within, with a fake smile.
There's a coffin in my heart,
With a dead soul inside,
He awakens like a vampire,
But keeps on dying.
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Storms Of Mind
PoetryPoems based on Love and Pain, Inspired by Life. I do not have an already written collection, I updated as and when I write. Vote and Follow if you like what you read. Comment if you have suggestions for improvement. :)
