Silently walking, with my head heavy,
With the thoughts I am not wary,
Swaying left and right, with no balance
There is not one that could handle.
Holding on to the objects that I cross by,
But no hold of thoughts that cross at night.
Dragging my feet inch by inch,
And finding myself sunk deep in my dream.
Breathing deeply, striving to reach my bed,
And hope these thoughts weren't in my head.
BY- Me 😁❤️
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Silent Thoughts
PoetryHow we keep our heads busy with numerous thoughts, going over it again and again and making ourselves gloomy. Sometimes we just need to rest from these thoughts and see the brighter side in life.
