Why am i still alive
Breathing this air
Its reeks of corruption and dirt
The pollution has grown
I am still breathings this air
With all its impurities
With once's a pure and good soul i had
Now corrupted the same
I can feel myself loosing its grip
The child within me is lost
Still whatever is left is dying slow deaths
inside my soul
I am trapped. I feel alone.
This pain will never let me go
So i live with this pain ad my companion now
Happiness as guest sometimes
You can go and leave me be
I will still survive till i have hope
When my hope will die
Innocence will parish
My will broken to the ground
No more wishes to hold
I will be become a walking corpse
Deadly for people
And take the form of grim ripper
In hunt for your soul.
YOU ARE READING
Before I say Goodbye
PoetryTheme: poems of life ❤️💔❤️🩹This book is about feelings which you cant say, cant scream cant give up cant escape...❤️💔❤️🩹 Why does it always takes for us to lose something to truly discover its value/ importance in your life? Some are love let...
