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Random Thoughts

Random Thoughts

ladygracyus

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Just compilation of my random thoughts. You may or may not read it. POETS. SHORTSTORIES. THOUGHTS

Chapter 1 HELP

Everything has become mess

These days, I've been stressed

Thinking ways to escape

From so many headaches.

Modules every where

Chores every day

Pain every time

Crying every night.

There's no one to run to

They have their own problems too

Please, help me

I'm slowly losing control.

I don't know what to do

I'm drowning

I can't breathe

I'm in so much pain.

Trying to fight

My every fright

Told me to be strong

To keep holding on.

But I don't think I can

Everything is failing

I'm in control of a thing

That exist without me knowing.

But one day, I found you

You were there

Sitting at the corner

Holding your note and pen.

We were the same

We're drowning

Both surviving

Tried to keep moving.

We found comfort

In each other's existence

You were my long lost medicine

As I was to you too.

You made me happy

You brought back my smile

You killed my anxiety

You did it all.

I was so thankful

That I finally found you

Someone who will ease my pain

And won't judge me in anyway.

Now, I am found

I am heal

I am happy

Because of you, my love.

[l a d y g r a c y u s]

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