Sunday

Anguish



An empty room
All alone ,
Pondering...
I am bleeding confession
I can never speak
The walls are closing in on me again.
Dont speak , Never reveal
High black waves , washes over me
It's pulling me
Holding me down
to nothing
The leaves of my life are dried
shaking
dead and broken
big part of my me has died
You ruthlessly cut me off
Drain my well
Drain my half empty glass
not satisfied

Suffocate my dreams
sad in the corner
Smash my soul
and all the promises you've ever made
were but a lie!
Do not blame me
when my hell is unleashed
It will burn you all
Do not blame me!

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