In and Out of my mind
Once upon a time,It was a fascination,
To see the colors.
A jolt of happiness,
To find the meaning behind,
Everything In,
And out of my mind.
Now, It's a fascination,
To be In black,
Than face the cruel world,
And Its kind.
It's a drag,
To think about,
You know,
This and that.
And true to my souls nature,
The futures lost,
The presents dark,
And past Is all I've got.
So, I dwell the darkness,
I'm a prisoner of my own mind.
So, let me accept my fate,
And do my fucking time.
Poetry by Manish Pokharel
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Written on 2018-07-16 at 09:19
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