Deep Wounded
Days had passed
Nothing had last
Would it be a reality
Or it's just another nightmare
I'm lost
No one can found
Tragic life continuous
Preparing to embrace death.
Crying makes less
Out of mind as always
Ignored the murmurs
Words flying every where.
Steps for tomorrow
Glued at the day had passed
Moving has no gain
Useless to slide and hop.
I want to open up
But maybe judgment I'll receive
Doubt to trust
For no one is deserve of it.
I'm physically okay
But mentally tortured
Digging deep makes unstoppable
I'm started losing my mind.
Is there someone would listen
My stories are long and boring
I hope there is
But sadly there's no one.
. . .
BINABASA MO ANG
24 Hours
Poetry[Highest Rank Achieved #169] Poetry of Love and Pain, Encouragement and motivation. Anything that happen in 24 hours. Any feelings that matters. We may feel sad, happy, lonely, angry, or jealous. Anything that inspired to write.
