• thought_burst 24w

    Wrapping into strange arms
    Lurking behind own eyes
    Forgetting two hands
    Cheering with changing beds
    Walking into gloomy streets
    Inhaling air of cyborgs
    Giggling with no smiles
    Holding lips not spirits
    Plastic skin covering rashes
    Smokes painting the ashes
    Packing screams into souls
    Refusing to shed tears
    Declining the pains
    Pushing truth into wanes
    Denial for the fact
    Pain is constant
    Denial for the fact
    Struggle is constant