Someone Inside My Skin


‘Where do I lie,
Where will I wake,
How can I love thou
If I’m ever in run.’
I yell.

Someone inside my skin,
Faceless and ruthless say:
“Finding my need,
Serving me full,
Is the riddle.”

‘No’

“Then take life as hell
Rot of misgivings.”

‘Nooo’

“Try your hand,
On something new,
Until I pick my need;
your purpose.”

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