The words are stuck in my throat,
But I might break if I try to speak.
These words are worse than ever,
And I'm losing them as I try to seek.
I lost another part of my lonely being,
So many pieces of the puzzle are lost.
And I'm crying as I search for them,
I want them back no matter the cost.
As I look into a mirror, I wonder,
Whose eyes are staring into my soul.
The darkness is freaking me out,
As I wonder what exactly is my goal.
I don't believe in being here for a reason,
Neither do I believe in faith or whatever.
I sink into a bottomless pit filled with water,
And as I drown, my words are lost forever.
There are words stuck in my throat,
But nobody wants to here my voice.
As the world silences me, I stare,
Into a non-existent future of his choice.
I'm already dead.
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The World Through My Eyes [My Poem Collection]
PoetryA collection of my poems. Enough said! ;D