Seeking peace from fucking rifts
Cursing life "Oh giant leech."
Sucking life, you felon bitch,
spare me from dying tease.
Crying burst, booming to past
Wo and woe stop the fuss
Darn to past, blast to last
Wishes were not too vast,
expelling these from the thirst.
Oh my life, stop the fuss
Dear peace, kindly rash
before life becomes trash.
Fatigue days,frazzle nights
Asking bliss in the sighs.
Looking sights of the Ooh
toxic past didn't give me so.
Asking life for a day
with cheerful sound and jovial ray.
Upas being sucking hard,
breathing just as it's given by birth.
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Seeking Peace
PoetryWhen life becomes toxic, vision becomes vague even breathe becomes untolerable, this poem is the painting of your inner screaming....
