In troubled nights and days
these fettered words
shall be spoken
in my eyes
through tears
and my heart shall hear
its own echoes
resonating
and I must feel
how much worth
I have left in me unless
my mind disagrees.
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 2:10 AM UTC
In troubled nights and days
these fettered words
shall be spoken
in my eyes
through tears
and my heart shall hear
its own echoes
resonating
and I must feel
how much worth
I have left in me unless
my mind disagrees.
We all come to a point where we feel irrelevant to our ownselves.
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