My heart finally gave up.
I walk by with a noose around my neck,
through a path filled with jutting rocks.
I try to take my blindfold off,
but it merged with my skin long ago.
Everytime I stumble on those rocks,
the noose gets tighter and tighter.
I can hardly breathe nor can I let out a heartful sigh.
Cus remember?
My heart gave up!
It said it had no business in a shell with no soul.
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@fernweh

© Chintha