I miss you
Cages have grown into my room
I thought the outside wouldn't affect me such
But monsters have been fed
by me
How did I not realize?Everything gets clearer
Reality has become messier every time I open my eyes to it
Should I just stop hurting?
It's high time I did thatDo you think like me?
Feel the similar lack of air
Like choking
Through the gush of vacuum?It hurts
Everything hurts
My heart is a giant rock of pain
And I miss youThe truth is
I can't work without pain
Not now
I don't believe ever,
but there's no harm in hope
or is there?
Who will consider my queries?Without you to confide into
I almost feel homeless
Desperation in the dirt of my nails
Animal of sorts
Blood on my mouth as well as hands
Soaking in my blood
Sole wet tee not on my back anymore
But the knife is there,
continues to twist
I don't like this, loveI beg myself to stop the torment
But it won't
Till I can't take anymore.- Ishura
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The Mist
PoetryA stroll down misty streets in the hilly terrains of poetry. Foggy nights on the radio. Every chapter is a standalone.