Forgot to lock that damned door once again
Ideas behaving like uncountable runaway trains
Rattling and whistling inside my tortured skull
Any rational thought is now void and null
Stare at the walls while my thoughts roar
Till they go back again behind that damned door
- Author: gramann001 ( Offline)
- Published: February 3rd, 2023 07:00
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 16
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Liked the lines -Ideas running like uncountable runaway trains...nice write🥰
Thank you so much means the world to this amateur
The inner human struggle seems to be the theme today. The frustration comes through strongly. Nice job.
Thank you for the kind words
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