Angst
My soul aches, For words left unpronounced. My emotions are ones of a phonie, And my torments are trivialities. Yet, for reasons unknown to me, It feels as if I'm carrying the world in my insides. A world where birds have ceased their singing, And the cacophonic caws are all there is. Dead branches crack, Crack under my burdens. It's cold in there. And the raging seas Have wrecked my ships. It's freezing in there, Blue is all over the lakes. All over my soul, All over my lips. It must've been something. Something I've done. In one of my fore lives. Something unforgivable. So revolving that The aftereffects are here Carried in me. An inseparable piece of me. A definition Of the mere human I am.
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