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Still finding myself
From corner to corner, little by little, I'm still searching for the lost being in me.
Splitting and choking my thoughts, bit by bit, I'm still losing grasp of myself.
Panting and crawling, night after night, the invisible lump in my chest is becoming bigger and larger.
Sobbing and murmuring, seconds after seconds, I'm withering in misery day-in-day-out.
ploughing my mind, navigating through the horrible ending, all of me, bereaved in solitude, I'm still finding myself in the midst of myself.
Carrying and swinging the heaviness of my scary thoughts on my head, one by one, I let them inside my body, rifling my joy, I'm still searching for the me in me.
Having my soul surrendered to my jibbering silence, I'm still wearing the mask of a fake smile, but still finding myself.
© mohamedDk@Allahuakbarr
Splitting and choking my thoughts, bit by bit, I'm still losing grasp of myself.
Panting and crawling, night after night, the invisible lump in my chest is becoming bigger and larger.
Sobbing and murmuring, seconds after seconds, I'm withering in misery day-in-day-out.
ploughing my mind, navigating through the horrible ending, all of me, bereaved in solitude, I'm still finding myself in the midst of myself.
Carrying and swinging the heaviness of my scary thoughts on my head, one by one, I let them inside my body, rifling my joy, I'm still searching for the me in me.
Having my soul surrendered to my jibbering silence, I'm still wearing the mask of a fake smile, but still finding myself.
© mohamedDk@Allahuakbarr
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