To Love
May be,
I don't know
How it feels like to wake up having this thought,
which wants you not to leave your bed
but to go back to this dark sleep
Where no one can see you you and numbness
When you are so much happy
but that doesn't mean anything to you
Inside you are torn apart,
this heavy baggage of words is always there
to supress that happiness
You even count seconds of this misery,
thoughts make you choke
you wonder what's the point of existence
There are these thousand thrones which prick you
All this time my soul is right beside you,
consuming your sadness
May be, you don't know
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