Solutions a myriad she can find
but none for her the complications
that shroud her own mind
but none for her the complications
that shroud her own mind
refusing to let her think
refusing to let her breathe
refusing to let her breathe
why does she let her self be
consumed by the thoughts that fill her?
her senses asphyxiate her...
consumed by the thoughts that fill her?
her senses asphyxiate her...
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"Solutions a myriad she can find
but none for her the complications that shroud her own mind"
The theme of my life, these words are. written in bright red!!
theme of your life, eh?
May I say a few words then-
Complications, you say,
Shroud your mind,
The solutions to which,
You cannot find.
Had I the answers,
Shout them I would,
Tearing the shroud,
As loud as I could.
Wouldn't you rather,
Listen to your voice within,
For it is but your mind,
So is it not the loudest for you?
Shamanth.
@shamanth : Thank you.
Those words are beautiful. the echoed sentiments are truly appreciated.
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You whisper your name... but i can't hear it.