Mind War
I've tried a million times to reach the same stage
Facing the same lights
Burning at the same pace
Whatever was left of me, got designated to your happiness.
Can't go rest
Can't take a step
The air choked the life
Out of my breath
And here I am standing with a bouquet of roses—
On my death.
I've never been through this.
The confused mind, the unstable kind.
I would lose myself if I was fifteen,
Straight through my heart, the rupture, the hurt that's hurting-
Didn't close within four years that's been chasing;
Me and my favourites set on those fires
Where the flesh felt alive but the mind went numb...
Things wouldn't go the same as they should
but sometimes we all speak from where we belong.
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