The weight


Pressure is crushing

Dreams are breaking

Mind is crushing

It's already one hell of a ride

I wish I was an ostrich

Head under the sand and i'll hide

Hope is out of reach

I just want stop the clock

Move around and clear my head

I just want to go back

Back to when I was a kid

I want to forget

Not remember all these memories

I want to start afresh

I want to seize to exist

And start living

  • Author: Mela (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 20th, 2023 07:01
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 6


  • L. B. Mek

    maybe embrace the memories
    that fighting them
    only, utilise all the memories
    those few good
    that linger to remind you, you too
    were granted, some
    good, in life
    maybe, that's a starting point
    that will yield some better results..
    thanks for sharing

    • Mela

      Thank you

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