LET ME TAKE MY REST
Here she is again,
Bleeding unspoken words,
Shouting her messed up thoughts,
Begging to be rescued,
Can you hear her silence?
Her silence is loud,
Her deafening silence,
Please, hear her out,
Life is indeed beautiful,
But can you blame her?
When her life lost track of everything,
It just suddenly stops moving,
She is lost,
Stuck in her little world,
Searching for light,
To guide her home,
She is drowning,
Amid her ocean of what-ifs,
Doubts, insecurities, confusions, problems,
Name it,
The world is spinning,
The clock is tickling,
But her life has no progress,
Have you ever experienced it?
When she doesn't feel anything,
When she just suddenly felt numb,
Her emotions were concealed,
Her thoughts were overwhelming,
By the way, she is me,
Tired of everything,
Yes, it sucks,
Let me take my rest.
YOU ARE READING
HEAL ME, BREAK ME
PoetryLet the pen bleeds and expresses my untold feelings. Let our wounds and scars be recognized. Your emotions are valid.
