My emotion is all over the place.
Everywhere is a memory.
I can't resist my sensations.
Whenever I aimed to live, you're remembered continuously.My heart beats, yet it had got to explode.
Feelings with so much agony.
It's like a mark with a needle.
All over, is scar still waiting to be treated.My mind keeps running.
I plead to slow down but don't want.
Sometimes I wish to have a mind control power.
To prevent thinking from here.My body feels aloof and apart.
It's not working accordingly.
The function I expected is all misplacing.
Suffering is all over but wants to get over.This is the midst of me, myself, and I.The battle of mine that I need to accomplish.
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In my midst Poetry
PoetryA compilation of random poetry. Amid the conviction of emotion.