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Poetry: emotional illness
Author: @muhammad.hive
Flowers piled up in the fireplace right at dawn, I couldn't think of it alone in the night of darkness.
Brutal discharge in both eyes, can take sound without pain just by walking.
A lonely wire on the path of a distant path, sometimes hears the sound of words.
There is a sickness in his heart forever, as if all seventy wounds are shaking in his mind.
The dream of happiness is washed away by the feet of the rain, nothing has been lost by the feet of stability.
There is nothing from the mouth without saying anything, the words of love are lost in your mind.
The feet of emotions go to the unknown, the path of hope is lost to show the way.
An unknown word remains in the heart, where can I explain this illness to a stranger?
<sup>This poem related from my own life.</sup>