The feeling within...
There is this lingering feeling inside me tatting me,calling at me, whispering the secret i don't wanna say out loud Whispering the feeling that is showling me alive second by second ... tick tock tick tock... The feeling i shall not give a name : not yet atleast, not until it is finally over and i can utter the name out loud without shattering like a glass made doll The feeling that has left me in a sobbing,shacking mess on my freezing bathroom floor. My bones aching calling for relieve from the terrar of this horrible feeling . Will it ever stop? That is the question that has been haunting my soul forever now. The feeling of despression. There i gave it a name. Does that make me stronger?Will it make the feeling go away? Way won't you just leave?! Leave me alone! But at last it won't leave .Burried deep within my soul. Burned into my aching heart like a tattoo ever lasting never letting me forget my sorrows Accepting my domded faith is the best choice of live and inviting this feeling in is the only way. Now me and this feeling are just like two peas in a pot. Dancing together under the glimmering sky to the sound of the nights lullaby.
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