The bustling streets of emptiness

Allysnewworld

The ups and downs of familiar tones caress the restless drumming of my mind,

asphyxiation; freeing

and the long drought of silent nights hydrate my withered hide.

Unjust justice perhaps? Or just a tragic play to challenge the best of them, the world is my stage

I live the role I depict...

steady melodies usher my performance to its peak; the overwhelming realisation of absolute solitude

  • Author: Allysnewworld (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 8th, 2017 05:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: A brief look at the inside of my mind.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • lasergraph

    I loved the write. It seemed lonely but very well expressed.

  • Tony36

    Great write



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