When the sea of emotions threatens to make me drown,
And wearing a smile is like wearing a heavy crown,
I shut down and get detached from the world,
As I run away from it all.

Gloomily Lost in my broken hut,
As I let reality take a walk,
Letting the voices in my head talk,
As my sanity suffers the fall.

Emptiness runs its cold hands all through me,
As I lay on the bed of obscurity,
I ignore time as it speaks,
Because my state of oblivion is the only thing real.

Blue has become my signature mood,
That I can't even afford to groove,
For the zeal to be carefree has been ruined,
Just letting time pass as it should.

Riding solo in this hellish place,
I realize that I only feed my pain,
Giving it strength to rein,
And dominate me all the way.

Now I quit being the pawn in the game,
The voices in my head seemed to play,
So I take back being sane,
And take the steering for a change,
As I am in charge of being mentally hale,
So writing opens the gate,
To find freedom in my words,
As poetry is my healing source.

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#writing


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