Everything appears to be dead right now
I lost my pen as well
And my poetry is on fire
No longer do my lips smile
No longer do my ears hear me laugh
My wounds are no longer in anguish,and my soul has been imprisoned
My eyes no longer track the stars
They merely stare into the gloom
My mind has been engaged in a unwinnable battle, a dark vile and frightful creature has taken possession of me
A beast that has taken control of my thoughts and never allows me to feel joyful..
©hadiyaaaaa
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