Lonely and scattered,
Could my heart feel this worse yet function so better.
Why can't it just stop?
Why it's beating and making my blood crawl?
Doesn't it know, it's hard to live days in efforts?
So hard that my body was tired,
weakened
and retired.
I laid down in my bed for hours and hours watching the ceiling and
I wondered what it is that has gone wrong,
My heart told me "everything"
My mind claims "just a few things, but even they will get better eventually".
My heart again said " no" and this time it was choking in pain.
Somehow, I knew it that deep down,
it's speaking the truth.
In that moment,
I wanted to talk to someone,
But I realise like every time, no one will ever understand this,
And now no one has to,
I neglected it and moved forward.
I pushed it back somewhere far,
far that
even I couldn't reach, not until the next time. And walked out with a smile.
I know maybe, my life is all about this, maybe it leads to no where good. It leads me to no eternal happiness. And I've to grow accustomed to it. Because like i said i know, where it usher , It shows the worse, it leads to death.
shiza
5:22 p.m.
26-04-19
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Poésie- 'It keeps me sane.' And sometimes, when all the tears dry up, I bleed words. Highest ranked as :3rd in poems, Started publishing on: 28/02/18 All of these words are entirely original. Please,don't copy and paste.
