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 Aug 30
T Miah
Your voice sounds like
headache to the most
To your poison
Iam addicted
it's strange
I know
To this I'd like to overdose
I'll be left as your haunting ghost.
Opportunity after opportunity
remind me of your cruelty
Oh to have this much energy
Aren't you what I aspire to be
It's strange I know,
To be mesmerised by your
ugly note
Oh convince me more and
more of this message you wrote
Never something I can't bear
Therefore I'll lend you an ear
For, I chose
what I want to hear

Though,
It's your mind
shedding tears
With grace Iam honoured
To be your living fear

To your poison Iam addicted
It's strange
I know
Drag me through dirt this moment
is your sacrifice
Now Iam an opponent who robs
your price
I won't dwell I won't yell
Unlike you
Won't serve my thoughts
on a silver plate
In my silence you shall
suffocate.

One day you'll overdose
on your own
Frightened by your own tone
Iam honoured my dear
to embody this medicine
you steered.
 Aug 30
T Miah
I hate the way you see me
It's not the calmness I
embody
She's someone I like to deny
Someone who walks away
without saying bye
She's full of rage and silent cries
I hate it when you see me
Not when in laughter , joy and glee
But when Iam on the edge between
my want and need
All I need is my child and you to meet
All I want is to fade away in a blissful breeze
I hate it why you see me
the anger in my chest like a boiling bree
The desolation in my eyes and
my senses you read.
The nights I went to bed and didn't eat
All you see is an ugly truth
I agree
I often lie
No real reason but I am afraid to share my shine
You took it away before I knew what was wrong and right.
Beware not to put a label on a child.
When in madness I sound like a boiling water cooker.
Even if we tried to sit down with a cup of tea
You wouldn't add sugar, and our talks will taste bitter
I hate it that you see me
Not what your eyes capture but what your mind gathers
I can't complain to be seen better
If Iam not willing to climb that ladder
In full honesty,
your eyes don't matter

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