We live with insecurities,
Entitlements and narcissists.
We stretch out hand towards them,
Inviting them to a our peaceful stems
But, they bring in lies and miseries
And like a naive man, we provide the facilities
And slowly, instead of food on the table
They eat our minds that once were stable.
Instead of pushing them away,
We get addicted and ask them to stay
And that is when dark becomes our favourite place
Drowning you in your own craze.
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Huz
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PoetryIt is the abyss I wander in Floating like I have no sin Playing notes of peace On a stolen violin -------- Ranked#4 in stopthehate
