Broken Lines
When I try to reach out,
The world becomes a morgue,
quiet, double ticks no reply,
All the lights go off,
I am an orphan in my father's house,
My heart carries loneliness,
I have three friends,
my shadow, my voice, and gloominess,
Knocked sideways by-
Life thorny kisses,
Turn my depression on-
Shred my dreams & fight demons in my sleep,
Sometimes my head carries too much weight,
Like the night lives in there,
A hive of broken bottles,
& help is nowhere near,
The world is a busy place,
When I go, no one would miss me.
Copyright © Taiwo Odesanya | Year Posted 2022
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