I let myself be drowned of my own haunted memories, stuck on my own brokenness, hanging on my own helplessness, and running in circles with my own demon— I'm a prisoner of my own thoughts.
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Words And Memories
PoetryThoughts that breathe, words that burn. Words on my lips. Emotions in my eyes. A wave of sensations in my being. A chaos in my head. An infinite cosmos in my heart.
Myself
I let myself be drowned of my own haunted memories, stuck on my own brokenness, hanging on my own helplessness, and running in circles with my own demon— I'm a prisoner of my own thoughts.