My Bad, I Think

You know that feeling you have
Deep with you, that you cant explain
No sound no voice can Express
It's under current energy is to blame

The walls of your brain smile
Because of what was hidden shows up
They laugh at the thoughts around
Of course, they know the war it will start

Reasoning tries to hold the shield's
Maybe it will help with protection
But how can it actually help anyway
Since experiences in life bound compassion

Nah, you probably think I'm just talking
It could be that I'm still rambling
It makes sense if you really read it
Forget it, I'm not forcing anything or anyone

Lauren Bianca Maduray
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 11/23/2020

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