Vast empty space,
Shrinking thin air,
Emotions are lost,
In a world full of chaos.
His begging voice,
Loud fearful cries,
Left me without a choice,
But I made up my mind.
I remained silent,
And stayed ignorant,
Soon I was eaten,
By my own trance.
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The Scars Inside Me | Poetry
PoetryIn life, there are triumphs together with pain and sufferings. I've acknowledged that fact because of the scars, you've left, inside me. They are the proof of my existence and persistence after years of struggling, just to to be the person, I am, t...
