This pain.
This ache.
Ache in my heart.
Within my heart.
Hurts so much.
Words .
Emotions.
Actions.
Twisted into one.
Aches
Aches
My words
Uttered by my lips
My emotions
Expressed by my eyes
Tears streaming down
Tears.
My actions
hands moving on their own
Feet walking on its own
Blank mind
Words painted all around
On me
On the walls
Colours
On me
On the walls
Painted by me
Painted by you
Painted by everyone
Hurts me
Cuts me
So deeply
I do not bleed
But i ache
Ache so painfully .
I can't even utter anymore words.
I can't paint anymore .
Against you
Against anyone.
Against what you make me go through .
I silently endure.
I screamed .
Screamed till I couldn't anymore .
No one came
No one saw
No one but me
Me alone
Alone
What can i do
Alone
Bound with shackles
Around my neck .
On my feet .
Around my wrists.
And another
The worst of all
On my lips
one which no one can see
I sit quietly
At times
I scream
But then
I lose the will
I give up
Accept this
This wretched hell thrusted upon me.
The one i never asked for.
Blankly staring
Numbed to everything
Sitting against this wall
Staring at a door
with the keys in front of me.
With my entire being bound with shackles.
What did i do??
Do to do this to myself.
Why am i locked for being me?
Why have i locked myself??
Why did i do this.
Words.
Why did i not utter them back.
- Laina
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Words Sung By A Weeping Soul
PoetryThis is a collection of poems. My genre Is angst and these poems are full of them. Pondering about the world, wondering why you exist. I try to put thoughts like these into my poems. And a warning my poems don't rhyme. And contain simple words but w...
