Escape
What do you lack, they say.
I lay, when they sway!
Ask me, why this misery?
A trifle poet's mystery.
I carved my path here,
Not questioned, nowhere near.
Spare me the little life I have,
They consoled, Oh! Child be brave.
Love alone is not enough,
The crowd in this ambience are slough.
In now I drown,
Lost and now I frown.
Rejuvenates skin once and twice,
Running after victory being rat and mice.
I craved a natter,
Though I'm not yet better.
Prevails wait for peace to come around,
An embrace as heavy as a hundred pounds.
A wail emerges to eradicate this agony,
The soul tore itself free the atomy.
The blue demands more,
Shattered hearts and bones to the core.
Yet, I can't see the vein,
Damp eyes, quivering hands, hiding the pain.
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