In land of dark depression in hollow hills, an emptiness,
Where only pain can dwell,
Engulfed in land of loneliness where only night time lives,
A night that lives with out bounds,
The heart of my land is astounded,
Pressure takes you by the hand,
It's tormented as heat sears with blisters,
Scarring blisters deep as a myriad of agony,
Compelled to rip my being out
Escaped from a tormented river,
That longs to flow,
Be free,
Feeds your eyes with needles,
You're blind,
Unable to envisage the detriment,
Which is sneaking slowly by,
Too melancholy to cry,
To unhappy to grieve,
In this life of poignancy,
~Burdened by undesirable load~
By ladylivvi1

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