Days pass by somehow
But nights now are a wagon of pain
Injuries may heal with time
But marks will always remain
Restless on my comfortable bed
I toss and turn and try to sleep
But thoughts are bulking my head
and have formed a huge heap
The past is flashing its scorching light beams
Tearing me apart,breaking me at the seams
The darkness of my life is more visible in the dark
And now I am trying to give it a voice,trying to speak my heart…
Days pass by somehow
But nights now are a wagon of pain
Injuries may heal with time
But marks will always remain
Restless on my comfortable bed
I toss and turn and try to sleep
But thoughts are bulking my head
and have formed a huge heap
The past is flashing its scorching light beams
Tearing me apart,breaking me at the seams
The darkness of my life is more visible in the dark
And now I am trying to give it a voice,trying to speak my heart…
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