Burying down the sorrow
Crushing the inside pity
With pain so hollow
Focus on the nitty-gritty
Not the rolling wheels
But the highway
Dancing on the heals
See the way it sway
Like a shadow on the sun
Holding the light of my way
Bullet had already left the gun
Caused the slay
No hesitation, none of it
Tired, loathing the earth
Moving slowly bit by bit
Realised the true worth
No waiting by the liars
Nor the friends
Putting out the fires
That captured the ends
Watch me setting it off
Playing the final card
Venting it with a scoff
It left me deeply scarred
beautifully penned...
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Archana....
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