Monday, August 15, 2016

X.

Vains got drained,
Out of the habit,
To inflict pain,
When too much pleasure,
Is granted,
Hit after blow,
The show is closed,
No where to go,
No place to call home,
Silently roam the streets'
When day has fallen,
Into twilight scene,
Cap turned backwards,
Sweater two sizes too big,
Hanging around my shoulders,
Ears plugged in on full sound,
The ground beneath my feet,
Trembling,
Just on more step,
To fall into the power trip,
Ballads comfort me,
As the shadow that seems my only friend,
Vanished when I closed my eyes,
Wondering,
Just how to stand up again,
As I make my way,
Down town.

Music is my healing





















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