Dedicated to xRigorMortis ;Thanks so much for the votes and lovely comments. I appreciate ❤️
The rising fire's furiously burning
The barely surviving hope.
While the question keeps running
Asking for the mechanism to cope,
And tarchycardia raised a warning.O soul! Why the lost?
For the lost's more than the pain.
And confusion wins the most,
With pain but no gain.
An escape;is all it wants at all cost!Sounds audition,a magical way!
But numbness opposes it sometimes.
Appreciating words, might pay?
With the intensity of the pain, the soul whines-
Flushing the words' effects away.Sleeping away the thoughts?
A good way to get more lost!
In the mind's battlefield,the soul fights
For an escape to host.
But failure destroyed it's might.@poetickaleidoscope
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MACÉDOINE [Poetry]
PuisiA collection of random poems about anything and everything.