Midnight - Poem by jabberm alessawy
Time is midnight
Ts time to surrender me to the worries and anxieties
Trying to overcome self traps
miles and miles of well made sneers
i roam among tree trunks dry and wet
looking into the black holes surrounding
descending down ana down unmeasured senses
of devouring feelings into the dark self
biting here and there to a false cover
a trance of pain.
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