My heart is beating heavily I have this urge to speak and to let go whatever is in. I let the wind take away my words with it And rain to erase my thoughts Its difficult to have someone to listen. I may start living in dreams.
And i donot find myself quiet often With a rage in my voice for odds But its cracking my walls slowly Piercing through the heart It would be strenuous to rise However my body would survive but my heat ain’t.