Uncured Mind | Poem

Some words leave a mark,

Some abuse leave a scar,

Then, why you seek oblivion,

It will destroy your peace.

Don’t look for a cure, Godmother,

I can’t be well again,

There may I become chaos,

There may I become peace,

Deathra, how could I see in people’s heart?

Didn’t that night you forgive my deeds?

© sjwordsmith

Dark Humor Author | Poet | Creative Fountain | Borderline Personality | Proofreader | Content Writer | Automobile Lover | Found me at surajjangid.sam@gmail.com.

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