Life of a Broken
I feel like I’m not me.
Lost in a world of lies
Where the truth is hidden.
A truth I’m looking for.
Pent in a room of darkness
Where light is nowhere to be found.
Longing for peace of mind.
Yelling and begging for help.
Will someone lend a hand
And take me away from this mess?
Is there someone who understands me
And believe in my story?
A lost soul in the dark
With broken pieces
That scattered on the floor
And mixed with a magenta.
Living in a monochromatic world
Wherein a sound of piano is heard.
A tune of black and white keys;
Trying to reach the souls of others.
The black key represents a gloomy life
While the white ones show happiness.
That’s the journey of life
Wherein both keys create music.
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Thoughts, Feelings, and Experiences
PoetryPoems are written because of experiences and imaginations where knowledge and feelings unites. When it hurts, it hurts but it's all right. Feel the pain and let poetry speak for it. 📌Poems can be triggering for some.
