Anxiety

Rozmei

 

In a dark room,
Surrounded by doom
You could feel the gloom,
Where there's no bloom

Black and white, painted in your mind
Yourself could not find.
The truth becomes blind
You and darkness have been bind.

Images becomes distorted,
It is full of pain and hatred.
Life is so hideous,
When you let it continuous.

Yourself could pretend,
Except your eyes that does not blend.
You want to be unbend,
How will you put an end?

  • Author: Rozmei Raguindin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 19th, 2021 07:23
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 24
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