Haunted Mind
- Gypsy Writer
- Feb 13, 2020
- 1 min read
My heart is not broke
But is dangling by a thread
My anguish haunts me
Deep within my head
My soul is on fire
But my breath is shallow
Taking the next
Could be my last
I scream with terror
Only to see darkness
Yet my room is fully lit
I cry tears of sorrow
I die just a little bit
I am lost but
I'm not
Yet I can't be found
I sleep next to the hungry wolf
And never make a sound.
So, here I am
Alone to a degree
My anguish, my soul and me.
(C) NB Nicholas

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