Black Hole.
My heart it broke a long time ago,
at the hands of an,
insatiable ego.
Broken pieces,
thousands lying around,
quietly cracked,
no sound.
In some part of my mind,
thoughts I presume,
killed before bloom.
Insanity creeps in softly,
gentler than it ought,
to gather the broken shards,
of my once upon thoughts.
Today they take my body,
an empty shell really,
I had to save my soul,
from living in this black hole.
bmw.
And no this isn't about me I am not about to end it all...yet. It could be about Ms nasreen, or any one who's been forced into isolation... just wondering ...
at the hands of an,
insatiable ego.
Broken pieces,
thousands lying around,
quietly cracked,
no sound.
In some part of my mind,
thoughts I presume,
killed before bloom.
Insanity creeps in softly,
gentler than it ought,
to gather the broken shards,
of my once upon thoughts.
Today they take my body,
an empty shell really,
I had to save my soul,
from living in this black hole.
bmw.
And no this isn't about me I am not about to end it all...yet. It could be about Ms nasreen, or any one who's been forced into isolation... just wondering ...
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