Too deep in his skin
Sinking in anger
Blindfolded with the idea of revenge
Shoulders heaved with overthinking
Miles in , faraway from all exits.
Fearing inside , blaming outside
Idealism applies to others , oh please not to him
Rotted within , too much hate and crammed insecurities
Inner-Destruction reflecting destructive
STOP !!!
Just Please.Enough.
He failed to notice what's around
He failed to live.
And his little fall took also the others.
Victims. All because of one crime.
Of being too deep in his skin.
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//25.7.18// if you need me I'll just be angry-ranting about that cause I'm not finished yet.
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Nirvana
PoesíaShe sets the ink free, let the pen crawls, and the words flow like a sea. Again, she's lost in her nirvana. #175 in Poetry [28/2/18] #8 in Overthinking #3 in Musings #18 in thinking (out of 1K+) #95 in words (out of 1K+) #373 in poems (out of...
