I'm in a bit of hurry
Wanna leave as early as possible
But when the lights go down
My heart beat pounds
I feel like a prisoner inside my own body
Nothing makes sense at times, days starts passing and the night begins to howl
The dreams that I weave
Are interfered by sadness
It is like a hunter,waiting for my madness
It prey on me with planned moves
As calculating as a killer
And everytime I'm about to become a winner
It bites me and makes my motives a little thinner
I distract myself from it all
Excuse the outer world,
But Behind the close doors
Its my soul that is sold
I've never believed in happy endings
Neither in any god
I just understand that my action will always lead to a cause.
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Short & Sweet
PoetryA captivating poetry collection that collides with human emotions and charismatic nostalgia.Honestly just a small collection of short and sweet poems.
