Loud and loud are my thoughts
And I am its prisoner
A rebel to myself
Drowning in waves of somersaulting waters
Surrounded by the salty taste of helplessness
In the abyss of overlapping voices
Booming tremulously
Silencing my willful spirit.
Steering me into a void
But that was before I realized,
I am in control of my thoughts
And only have to say two words
BE GONE!
Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 1:28 PM UTC
Loud and loud are my thoughts
And I am its prisoner
A rebel to myself
Drowning in waves of somersaulting waters
Surrounded by the salty taste of helplessness
In the abyss of overlapping voices
Booming tremulously
Silencing my willful spirit.
Steering me into a void
But that was before I realized,
I am in control of my thoughts
And only have to say two words
BE GONE!
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