Poetry

Overwhelmed

As the wind breaches through your hair

You feel violated but free

Life has become too much to bear

Will someone listen to your plea?

No sign left of how you will fare

At least nothing that you can see

Does anyone actually care?

All you can do is smile with fake glee.

 

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