Words die

2021-04-11

The words die on my chapped lips

My mind is blocked like an eclipse

When I can't cry, I know hope's left

Left my heart with a deeper cleft


Been close to get a trip to heaven

But some I couldn't have forsaken

Miracle is when the ticket expires

I must be attached to some wires


Never learnt to live or build identity

I'll get better, is a lie I don't believe

Stitches closing my heart can't hold

Not even if the truth is finally told

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