It haunts me inside
Something I can't hear
I can't understand, can't bear
The whispers are so loud
But the message so dark
Feels so lost
Again, needs to rest
So many thoughts
But all are naughts
It grows
But it has to go
Last time is the same
I felt it again
Feels natural
But seems so hard
It is like a rain
Which comes and go
A feeling that shows
I am still at work.
written by: Precious Anne Palaganas
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