A THOUGHT
Living in the dark, searching for the light
Moving through the hurdles
Looking for scattered dreams
I one day thought, who am I?
Guilt, sorrows, pain and everything within
Crushing, clutching me, setting me in boundaries
Pulling me down
With chains chained, hands cuffed, a soul lost
I one day thought, who am I?
Humanity, morality; whose words are they?
Brutality, suffering; those words are mine
Muscles pain, bones ache, body numb
I one day thought, who am I?
Eyes wet, tears fall; but not mine!
Bruises, wound drops blood; but not mine!
Drooling mouth, paced heart
A lost desire to live
I one day thought, who am I?
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