How Am Holding Up
Engraved to my bed
Oh how helpless I lay
My limbs feel numb can’t even feel their
Weight,how my brains swells
From my thoughts.

At the crack of Dawn
I crack a smile
Thinking am Better now while
Wishing I could turn back time
To delete you from my history.

At Dusk when the night falls
It weighs on my shoulders
And how proudly I carry this burden
Feeling Music is the only relief
While I bleed tears to fill up my pillow
All because of a wound you made.

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