0nly Choice
Nights torn to shreds
streams of lava burn my hands
Days tied into Gordian knots
drops of blood linger in my eyes
A whirlwind of thoughts
swirls in my mind,
unable to unravel.
Neither I’m able to live lively
nor able to die decisively.
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