Withdrawl

Datty hon, this one is for you too.....

A silent burden weighs down upon my chest,
My heart pounding furiously,
As droplets of sweat form on my forehead.

The air is chilly,
Marked with subtle sadness.

Another fleeting moment passes by -
Each breath stabbed by a thousand knives,
Each tear shed in vain.

Misery and self defeat accompany the cold,
And these shadows of doubt,
Uncover broken souls.

Mindless necessities,
And involuntary indulgence,
Engulf my entire being -
These infamous symptoms defacing my soul.....

Withdrawal has a hold on me.


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