I Did Not Know
Trapped. Nowhere to go
Emotions—pulse dropping low
Tears running down the field,
Heart still trying to feel
But didn't succeed,
It's already stoned
Numb. Nowhere to go
With a luminous silver, I draw
Forms a couple of raw flaws
It's art, whilst I flashed a smile,
As adrenaline arc down my spine
They're zipped silent,
Silently violent
Drowned. Nowhere to go
Why? I did not know
- CYBI
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PoetryJust a compilation of totally not dark poems written by a very sane and totally mentally stable person
