Bewitched
Thoughts start to invade my mind,
Mixed emotions embraced my heart
Lost self, where can I find?
Swollen eyes, where are you staring at
Locked inside a four-cornered room
Tangled chain tightly grasping my wrist
I wanted to escape this harsh world,
I wanted to live on a faraway land
Looking outside the window,
Staring at the beautiful moon as it glows
It does not lessen my fear,
As I see witches flying in near
This world is full of autocratic sorcerers,
A world where mere trance is not enough
A world that many suffers
A world that you can hardly survive
A mortal like me
Desiring a harmonious life
Put under this curse
Would I be free from this domineering world?
Copyright © Bluir Archives | Year Posted 2022
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