ll the bricks lead to the alley
The alley of engraved disgrace
It gleams with bloody memories
that engulf me upon thought.
Summoning the glory of the gloom
I revel in unspoken silences
Hallucinations are my only comfort
They, my only relapse shall be!
Broken wings don't grow back
But the world doesn't understand redemption
When you build memories in salt
The world shall not fend for them.
The pangs of pain shall go unseen
More bricks shall pile up your dungeons
Memories shall rain like never before
You shall survive a pointless existence.
You shall stare into the mirror
Counting the number of scars everyday
Its you and only you who can feel them
For the rest, its a pointless existence.
About Me
- Mannsa Reddi
- I am my own confinement and sense of freedom. Who am I is the quest and the result is a life lived in finding answers. I am constantly overwhelmed by my curiosity. I am always in pursuit, on the verge of arriving at that one big answer that can simplify my life. I am sucker for good food, great conversations and exclamation marks( when i type out, I mean). At the end of it all, I am a woman still incomplete.
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