So many thoughts flood my mind,
Thinking one thought that I find,
With this processing overload,
How am I supposed to this message decode.
A million conversations play in my head,
More words than in all the books I have read.
Trying to objectify all the sounds,
Hoping to rise up from below the grounds.
Feels like my mind has got me inebriated,
Wish my feelings could be validated,
Anger beckons me and uneasiness is created,
Need to vent to heal my heart which has vibrated.
Try to call out but nobody hears me,
I will do anything to have my feelings free,
Angels, please rescue me from up above,
I need you to surround me with your love.
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Sid Aaron Hirji
Canadian born man who finds literature and science equally fascinating. Trauma bleeds through generations, words heal the hidden scars.
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