A stranger to night.
With heavy heart I stare
In my little lonely room
Air thick with despair.
Burdened by desire
The want for a flair.
But grounded by flaws
Cos life isn't fair.
Hoping for a milestone
A stepping stone for stairs.
My heavy eyes sore from pain
Filled with sorrow and tears.
Hunting for a peaceful mind
Like unhealthy obsession.
Seeking for an end to chaos
Oh hug me dear death.
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Shredded Thoughts/Poems
Poetry-{Completed}- Some of my thoughts and poems. Flawed in all fairness, but deep, dark and emotionally driven..Feedbacks are welcome and appreciated.... Enjoy.... Thanks
