The Echo
I loosen from inside
And falling are my guts apart
One by one like bolts and nuts
After having been gripped
And grabbed tight from outside
Feel like a package
Wrapped in a red ribbon
Inside ribs break
Yet I could not break way out
To make me free I dip into water
Upon the beach I roll
But nothing has been changed
At the end I rough up my spirit only
And slowly fading away like a sweet song
Only hope I see
One day I may find a hill and collide
And come to you all echoing back strong.
Copyright © Wahab Abdul | Year Posted 2016
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