Longing for silence
Can you hear the wind?
All I hear is violence
My head starts to spin
Stuck in limbo
Stuck in a war
No longer feeling peace
Not caring anymore
A sense of defeat
No open doors
I start to move my feet
Across the oak wood floor
I've made a mess of myself
And as I turn to face the storm
Darkness surrounds my feet
He has two horns.
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
Speak
कविताI dreamt it all I lived it Short, scattered, you're confused, I'm confused, SPEAK Welcome to Speak I hope you like secrets
