Thursday 17 November 2022

Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts......

 I am dying within

I am crying within

day by day

It's becoming difficult for me to smile.


I am lost in thoughts

all the time

and also worried -

where am I going to land 

would I go mad

or would I simply die

or murdered?


A physical death, of course,

as I am already mentally corroded.

It's an invasion of thoughts,

an explosion of thoughts.


They surge ahead to engulf me

and I drown most of the times

I fight back

and resurface.

Every time, each time 

a new, decrepit me emerges

different from the older self.


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