Pahridin Qarluq


A Fish In The Waterfall

A raining night,
I took off my public face,  stepped into my private room
searching my vein for my personality and pride
I feel neither boiling nor frozen blood, only the electric current
A heavy weight at an empty soul, traded to sacrifice or survive

I went to the window
Wanting to see my mom, dad, and brother
Whom took over the colour of existence

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