In my head, thoughts coincide
They glide,
Abide,
Nearly Died.
Myself and I...
One of the same, they say
That one day,
I may say,
"I am happy with today,"
All I can muster is a laugh..
One in which I can pass,
No glance back,
Nothing to lack..
Finding a way to exist,
In a realm with no acceptance.
Finding a sense of restraint,
Apart from my own positioned cuffs.
Can anyone listen?
In a world with no ears?
One that clears,
Can I become something, someone?
With a purpose?
A place to belong?
Is this meant to be...
You and me...
Thoughts and I...
We coincide...
As one.
About the Creator
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My name is Angel. I love to write anything according to my mood at the time. Current obsession: Yuri on Ice.
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