Isn't there enough air around?
Why do I feel suffocated?
Are you beating me to death?
Why am I crushed to death now?
Is it thunderstorms around?
Why is my heart crashing with thunders?
Is there water around?
Why am I the only one drowning?
Does my heart not know anything?
It feels like it became the home of sadness...
I thought I became strong,
was it a fake smile all along?
Why am I the only one,
to be ignored, to be betrayed?
Though I have been living with these pain all along...
why have I not gotten used to it by now?
Every strike still brings up tears..
though I have no more left anymore.
Am I even breathing?
Or am just living dead?
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Author:
Dharchika (
Offline) - Published: June 14th, 2023 12:55
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
'I thought I became strong,
was it a fake smile all along?' wowww
Thanks dude đź’–
When sorrow makes sound….when cries create the beautiful sounds…why art comes to the broken hearts and shattered minds….well written
Thanks dude...
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