4.My last kill

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Sometimes my mind is like a whirling tornado,
Destroying everything in it's path in a frantic haze,
Muting all the screams with its own loud roars,
In a cryptic, enigmatic, mysterious way.
I could not fathom the reason behind it's rage,
But it screams in agony till I'm all deaf,
Thoughts fly away like a storm without a little warning,
And all the bad one's comes crashing down like a thunder.
I cry till I'm left with no tears and scream till I no longer hear my own words,
And then I found myself surrounded by a silence;
A deafening, soul-shattering silence.
Finally I'm engulfed in peace and surrounded by soft feathers,
Not caring about the small spikes in them which pierced in my skin for every passing second,
I try to make a curve on my face hoping I'll be fine once again.

I really don't know why I'm so sad right now.😐


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