The Pain like millions paper cuts!
Invisible to all!
No one can see this thorns of tirch,
You always cast alone,
You are surroun by the crowds,
All day and every night...
And yet, you always alone ,
At sunligh, through dark nights...
You life looks Happy!
Dream came through!
Butt pain your best friend...
It's always supporting you.
You can't escape the golden cage!
And it's not gold, just rust and fakes,
Pretends what it could be...
You so deep at this dismay,
No way you can get free...
You cry and scrim, at day and nights,
You running in you dreams.
But with sunrise you start again,
This wheel of misery.
You want let go, forget all this,
To star you life again.
But all you know for many years,
This endless circle of pain!
And you go sleep with hopes of change..
But mornings comes the same...
You Punch Restart and Go Again!
To sloter each new day...
November 20. 2021
@Elena Agee