I've struggled with anxiety for so long. And it's gotten worse after my breakup. If you're going through something similar to this, please feel free to DM me here. We can help each other out by venting at least.
My words have disappeared, Leaving the verses alone, Some of them are waiting to end their stories, And some of them are waiting to start, But nobody knows where the words are!
And my soul is standing on the face of doom, Death has come by crossing a long way, He is also tired, My heart starts weeping, And I know i must have to go with him to find my disappearing words, May be he knows where they are?
May be he can relate for once his heart also wept like me, When his love left him making his soul void, And insisted him to stay in a world of paranoid. I'll go happily with him for a long sleep, A peaceful, immortal sleep...
I'll sleep in such a way that when I'll awake, I'll find myself inside the womb of the words that i had woven once a time. _______________________________________________