In the darkest night a soul dies
Lost in the deepest sorrow of the sea
Craving for love and hopes
Try to shout
But even a whisper couldn't be hear
Silence is the best way to live
The voices inside the head try to dictate,
Driving the person mad.
Stomach hurt, chest feels weird
Unable to speak neither to breath.
Nobody can hear the scream
Scavenge for help
It was hopeless and pointless.
Surrender because this situation
was out of control.
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Night Thinker (Poetry)
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