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An empty space…
And a million thought spinning,
Spinning in a limitless circle
Over my vulnerable head.
I tried to neglect them
Even tried to run instead
They tell me to do things
Things I’m not used to do
Telling me to go, go to nowhere
To a place where people,
At least most of them
Would never look or care.
It has been months
It has been years
Since I last tasted freedom
My mind is bound to a time
Which, by far, will never come
I had enough of all notions
And the colorful meanings
of roses, rainbows and hope…
For me, the sun is never bright
And is always tied with a rope
They told me freedom is coming
But I saw no freedom
They told me misery will not last,
And that days will run fast
Yet here I am standing still
With no power or will,
but the sole choice
of tracking back my thoughts..
My million thoughts..
And go to nowhere.
Though I couldn’t yet comprehend
Is death worth to try?
Is it not true that,
a descent kind of life
is nothing but a lie?