ERUPTION (The pain)

ERUPTION (The pain)

A Poem by Shraddha
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This is the second poem in this series. When no one is watching.

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My first choice was to come crashing down

A little too much to handle for this town

My second choice was to simply fall apart

It was quiet and lonely but it was a start

I contained what was left in my tiny head

I put myself together and I went to bed

Some days passed, the third choice played out

A magnificent volcano triggered by a shout

I erupted till no burning lava was left inside

And then I realised I had no place to hide

So I chose to run and ran off the world

I ended up finding me under my bed, curled.

 

 

© 2024 Shraddha


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Added on April 11, 2024
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Shraddha
Shraddha

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