Dead inside, uncomfortable outside, but still hopeful – Poem #13 – (2021)

Uneasiness, anxiety, fatigueCrawling up the walls Rest of the nights depleting endlesslyCigarettes are turning into my appetite Eyes totally open, gazing at void wallsListening same vocalless melodyAgain and again Expecting a cheerful closure,Sometime soon Structure underneath my clothes;Like skeleton meandering around Heart inside my chest,Idk beating or not Void inside,yet confident for more promising timesLongContinue reading “Dead inside, uncomfortable outside, but still hopeful – Poem #13 – (2021)”

Misspelled story – poem #12 – (2021)

Amazing days are but illusions, and Back-breaking nights vain conclusions Circumstances become a cul de sac The pride will betray and throw back The scars are but a misspelled story Converted into reconstruction glory.