Bleeding
What’s dying
Who’s staying
Our souls yearning
Our eyes blurry
Might be a story
A global art
An evolving universe
Nature speaks
But we don’t see
Energy exists
Most don’t feel
It’s bleeds
But functions
It’s hurts
It’s a norm
The cuts seems invisible
But still bleeds
Made by the dear one
Can one let go
The loathe
The silence
From pain
What’s pleasure
What’s peace
My soul bleeds
My body still moves
My heart screams
My mouth still sealed
Bloodied visions in dream lands
Will they ever pass
I’ll drink from calmness
I’ll sleep in silence
September 29 2024 4:11 am
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