I can't vent out
Vent out what?
This abysmal void inside me
knows no words,
Maybe its tongue is tied
Even if it has a voice
it refuses to speak
at least speak to me.
I squeeze its neck
and I feel suffocated
It doesn't speak
under duress
This is debilitating.
I feed it restful things
I switch on 'self-love mode',
I take a long shower
and now, I sit naked
looking at my ugly body,
wishing this void didn't exist.
But maybe then, I would not exist.
Vent out what?
This abysmal void inside me
knows no words,
Maybe its tongue is tied
Even if it has a voice
it refuses to speak
at least speak to me.
I squeeze its neck
and I feel suffocated
It doesn't speak
under duress
This is debilitating.
I feed it restful things
I switch on 'self-love mode',
I take a long shower
and now, I sit naked
looking at my ugly body,
wishing this void didn't exist.
But maybe then, I would not exist.
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