A disaster
Smoking weed at the crack of the dawn
Hate my want to want the oxygen to breathe on,
To live on.
A lost case ,
The last case scenario of another innocent
Claiming my own life .
Fearing reality as much as all others do
But the difference appeared;
For I had a fragile heart, a vividly dissected soul
And a mouth, perhaps wasn't as large enough,
To swallow the brutal inhumanity that I left behind,
So I left,
Hoping to be at one with the universe ......
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Poems Of An Introvert //Poetry//
PoetryGone with the dawn Here my thoughts are layed upon Tales, hidden scares, also disguised happiness Crying out loud cries of souls quitely lying latent ..... Please show ur ❣and support....❤🤗 I'll be writing more cause , As quoted by Robert Frost, ...
