Nightly lonesome


Sometimes I get dark moments in my mind. During those times I can’t help it but write. Dark and sad lines. Still poetry, nevertheless.

Every night falling under water
Wine oozing from the veins

Ears and eyes shut from the outside
No way to scream or move
No one will notice anyway

Lonely in the depth, in the dark
Blinded and mute
Alone with the pain and mutilated skin
With invisible scars and wounds

Hidden, forgotten mistakes
Muffled complaints so deep
Don’t tell and don’t show
Heal all the problems and carry on

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