I'm blank, empty and numb
But why do I hurt so much?
Oh what a glorious and
Reckoning war it'd be
The war between you and
Your mind
You'll either lose and die
Or you'll win and live with the Trauma
It's the slaughter and bloodshed
Of your very own self that
You do every single day
Will there be any denouement to it? Or will this continue till the
End of time?
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The Fallen Stars
PoetryThis is a book of poetry. A journey of love, pain, heartbreak, sorrows, anger, fear, sadness and regret. *Author's note* Before you start reading this book I want you all to know that everything in this book is originally and purely written by me an...
