She has so many things to say
But, the tongue is on a hiatus
Everyday she wakes up
With a feeling of gloom
She carries a huge burden on her shoulders
Dragging through the day
Holding on a blade of grass
Nothing works, the mind is numb
The soul has dried up of every desire
There is a huge vacuum
In place of a heart
Days and days of darkness
Will suck her one day
Through the walls of a black hole.
#floatingthoughts
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