What Was I Wanted To Say

because I don’t know 
where to start or when to stop
I was circling around same spot 
over and over for some times and anyhow, I am at here

my heart, just like a mouse trapped inside a maze
encircled by the wall darker then the sunless sky,
is mending the soul became rag from the ages of abuse  
while grumbling and mumbling
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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