Tick tock tick
We’ve lost it all,
The skies won’t
Ever be the same
Skin dipped in
sunflowers
That’ll never seek
daylight
For they’ve learnt
The art of
Dying
There’s emptiness instead of a
Heart
Insurmountable emotions simply
Flow
Into crevices & cracks of my
Soul
I tear apart,
Succumbing to the corners of
My mind
Gasping for air,
Aphyxiated
I feel small
Like some subatomic
Piece of flesh,
A pointless mistake
That just happens
Because it had to
And because
I’m nothing
I’m everything
That I’m
Unbecoming
As the clock
Ticks
While I
Die with
Each
Tock.
-Nameera.
You have statements in your words. 👍👍
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Thank you so, very much! 😊
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i love this ❤
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Thank you so much Bhavya! 🌸
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