Lekhny post -17-Jan-2022
My body's controllers
l happen to have these scars
That have found a place in my
Body ,
They are the drivers of my being
And controllers of my mind.
Pity it's *they* and not him / her.
They are somehow a mixture of
An undecided ingrate's life .
They choke my emotions and drown my wishes
But they somehow save me from the
Pain that struggles the life out of my body .
I'm masked foolish ingrate
Whose life knows no oneness ,
I wake up to a cheerful soul
But sleep to a murder.
I smile to hide the pain
And scream to let the frustration out ,
But all seems futile
These minions that are a
Part of me seem to always want to take
Control they are bossy.
I try to fight them but my fists
Always seem small in front if their
Iron clads,
They are a part of me
A part that keeps me from feeling pain
A part that protects from my soul
A part that gives me an illusion that let's
Me enjoy life .
I'm a part of them just as they are a part of me.
We are demons and angels of the same creation.
Thee° entangled
Simran Bhagat
18-Jan-2022 10:43 AM
Wonderful👏
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Smiley 😍
18-Jan-2022 09:56 AM
Outstanding
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fiza Tanvi
18-Jan-2022 09:24 AM
Amazing
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