Art, Brevity, Brush

Hidden Inside

What is it that is plaguing me,
Like a knotted maze,
Slicing my very core,
Into tiny shreds of agony,
Haunting the soul with its echoes?
Could a bond just melt,
Into nothingness,
Like a kite that cuts off,
On a slight pretext,
And vanish into thin air?

One thought on “Hidden Inside”

  1. gamefly says:

    I could not refrain from commenting. Very well written!

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *