Sunday, July 23, 2017

The stone

I can feel the sorrow, 
It is no more just an emotion,
It is an integral part of me,
Occupying major part of my insides,
Like a stone,
Making my chest heavy,
Obstructing my primary functions,
Not allowing my blood to flow, the air to circulate,
Is it just years of pent up unhappiness?
Is it a symbol of hopelessness?
Or is it my heart that just turned to stone?

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