hushed chains tight around the neck, tongue slit, silent smiles, rescue the feverish spite yet boiling passion races the heart finding myself lost in this puzzle maze.
locked within my mirror, kept power and greed possessed in that smashed mirror, one bloody gore, one self-loathing call, one hopeless soul. Alas nothing left, no nothing anymore.
wept on petals blooming its ashen leaves, waving its saviour to surrender to the never-ending wither, hopeless mind, hallucinating its form speaking for its own
again and again, it said, 'keep those raindrops under the clouds, swallow the tears, raise your eyes blinded through the sun, never expose what truly speaks through the eyes'
sorrow, guilt, anguish. burn it in flames, scarred through masquerade
perfection visage, nightmares seeking the world of comfort, close that door, too dangerous I beseech, search not for the truth, become handcuffed to the zones of carelessness, selfish egotistical nature, numb to care, blind and deaf to my weeps, see that child screaming inside your iris, your sight,
continue why don't you fool, continue forcing the facade of happiness, slowly will that overtake your nations of reality havoc and chaos unleash upon the resting place of thy mind.
restless, restricted, a doll I became,
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Decaying and Reviving Hope
Poetry#3 hot: #Reviving #1: wattap #1 hot: #wattpad Collections of poems and short stories exploring the different conflicts impacted and collected within her memory. An opened door to my sorrow and happiness, to my bitter-sweet affections that were hidd...
