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You know your fires out
Spend the sunlight stuck inside
Stare longingly out the window
Wishing you could kill the doubt
.
You can’t help but be controlled
By your pained emotions
And racing thoughts
That try and haunt your soul
.
Hunched over, body aches
Working deep into the night
Nothing but a vessel
An organic machine, cannot wake
.
Wasted days, loosing time
Your lovely home
Now a lonely prison
Starved soul, muddled mind
.
You know your fires gone
A bird lands on the ledge
Their gaze meets your eye
Convinces you to fight on
.
Run free
About the Creator
Melanie Costello
Brooklyn NY. Recently left work to fully focus on writing. Feel free to follow me on instagram- @Melaniecostell0 and @smeepmedia :)
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