Vaccum

Inkdeep

It frustrates me,
How shallow I've become,
These repeated words,
They feel like vacuum.
Everything oozes,
The void they leak,
All of my words,
A curtain,
Hiding the bleeding.
That's what I've become,
What I've made my words,
They've lost all value,
Ever since I'm their hearth.
Again,
It frustrates me,
How shallow I've become,
These repeated words,
They feel like vacuum.

  • Author: Inkdeep (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 27th, 2022 23:35
  • Comment from author about the poem: Frustrated
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 11
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