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Complete Chaos
Drenched soul taken many knifes,
Pounding and pounding very fast
Withered at last.
Like a motor rage often it hits,
Questioning all the time snugs
A blanket of them upon me.
Bewildered feelings,
At times like a bomb blast
Right inside the head it was.
Constant discomforting thoughts
Not letting the eyes peacefully shut,
Unusual sounds of deja vu ear hears.
Collecting many things to remember the days,
Wants to forget the flames it produce;
Burning these memories as they appear always,
Shooting those thoughts to escape.
© RR
25-June-2022
(BG credits - Pinterest)
#shooting #confusedthoughts #memories #dejavu #comingbackagain
#notgoodforme
Pounding and pounding very fast
Withered at last.
Like a motor rage often it hits,
Questioning all the time snugs
A blanket of them upon me.
Bewildered feelings,
At times like a bomb blast
Right inside the head it was.
Constant discomforting thoughts
Not letting the eyes peacefully shut,
Unusual sounds of deja vu ear hears.
Collecting many things to remember the days,
Wants to forget the flames it produce;
Burning these memories as they appear always,
Shooting those thoughts to escape.
© RR
25-June-2022
(BG credits - Pinterest)
#shooting #confusedthoughts #memories #dejavu #comingbackagain
#notgoodforme
