from Myself to my Self

Shattered pieces of glass,
scattered across the skies.
Each one a story,
a reflection of untold lies.

We bask in this starlight
of our life that’s gone by.
We breathe in the darkness
of every time we died.

The love that flowed so freely,
streaming through our hearts;
The love that we remember,
though we’re worlds apart.

My body and my soul
still exist in limbo.
Trying to make my way
I feel my bones collapse

I’ll find a way inside me
I’ll make my way to me
As I lie awake in my silence,
I shall,
be free.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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