When Mind Speaks
Words are spoken without a mouth.
I feel dreaded for being dragged so deep in a hole without an escape.
My hands feel tied without a rope on it.
A heart beats thrice as fast than it should.
I am shaken and too thirsty to sweat.
There are two sides that belong separately.
One being on the right.
And one being on the other right.
Will there ever be wrong?
Neither nothing speaks to me in such volume.
Copyright © Vern Marcelino | Year Posted 2021
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