Darkness invaded my entirety,
As the noise around me vanishes slowly.
The loud banging of the roof,
The hoarse voice of someone unknown.
Those are the things that fills me.
Where am I? I repeatedly uttered.
This place looks foreign as well as the feels.
This is something mysterious,
Somewhat scary and new.
The silence that occupies the room,
The chills that fills my system,
The soft silk blocking my sight,
The unwanted feeling of my hands clasp together.
Where am I? I asked again
No one answered.
But in a nanosecond or two,
I felt something banging my chest.
My heart is beating fast, five times than the usual.
I heard their thunder-like laughter's.
The deafening silence vanished for a while.
The foreign feels became much more unusual.
Their laughter's stopped,
But my banging chest didn't.
Where am I? I didn't ask anymore.
I now know where I am.
I am in the verge of dying,
In just one bullet I'll be...
Close to dying, close to death.
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Unspoken (Collection of Poems)
PoetryRandom poems here! Some may be good and some may not. Well I just write everything when my brain keeps on nagging me. So here it goes! Enjoy...atleast try.
