Hey guys. This is my first post, and my first time to write a free-form far-fetched poem. Please bear with me...
Fucked up in this mess
Can't get out of the rut
Heavy thoughts cycloned round my head
Thoughts one would never wish to have thought
"I'm fine" was such irony
Was an understatement overused
Melancholy was such a music to me
Getting me in reality that I'm alone
The void inside remains
Heart trying still to veil
Feet tired of running in circles
Eyes blinded by forever
How many rains must cover tears?
How many smiles to fake?
How many inks to waste?
How many leaks to seal?
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