Sad poems

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I hide my wandering, panicking eyes behind the dark tinted glasses

Believing that no one sees me

I walk through the streets like ghosts, non-existent

Concealing my thoughts

I try to dissolve people in the sound of music

earphones plugged in, an effort to tap out the thoughts and demons from my head

Heat burns my skin like tears burn my eyes

I turn monsterous in my thoughts and it beomes harder to tone down the edge merely by logic

Sweaty, edgy, I start doubting my every reason which I validated once 

I embrace myself in my arms, to hide my thumping heart

I travel miles in a hope that tomorrow is the end of it.

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This is a depressing piece and I don't know how I came up with this and why am I publishing it, but i am trying something new with this. hope you like it.

But it's not to make anyone feel bad, my motive is just to stop and think.