"Isolation"
I beg, please stop haunting me,
Whispers in my head wanting to break free.
Eyes that keep staring wherever I see,
Why won't you just let me be.
I'm blinded by the naked truth.
I'm deafened by the whispering voices.
I'm muted by my own shallow voice.
I'm scared by my own darkest shadow.
July 18, 2019, 12:20 PM
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Amateur Works
PoetryThese works are purely made from an amateur and aspiring poet. These were made straight from ideas and thoughts which are assembled into a fresh poem. I am clearly open to any critiques that can possibly make my works improve.
