The Other OneA Poem by LonelyWanderer
Words stopped rhyming,
So did her life; Thoughts slipped away carelessly And she struggled to thrive. But they could never leave From the four walled room, Just wandered in the darkness Till they got buried and doomed. Light came through the window But could never reach her mind... Nor could it warm her As she lied cold and blind. It was a fake life she lived Of fake smiles and fake role Or probably it wasn't her life at all A life from somewhere she stole. From some other room, From some other soul, Living some other life Playing some other role. © 2016 LonelyWanderer |
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