Sinking Under The Burden Of Thoughts,
Even A Breathe Of Air Felt Caught.
Shackled By The Whispers In Mind,
Would There Be A Time When They'll Bind.
Wondering All The Damn Time,
What Was Even Her Crime.
Left Wounded And Alone,
Not A Single Bone To Hear The Painful Groans.
At The End It Dawned,
No Other Soul Can Interpret The Pain Of Losing A Sacred Bond.
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PoetrySome of my writings and stuff I work on when I zone out to the other world. Kind of relatable things if you understand them well. Can be more serious than Happy but truths none the less. I just give in to my thoughts, What I feel, I write. But Peopl...
