The circular path of monotony

Saturday, November 27, 2021

Slowly spins around my reality

Sufficing my worldly needs

I have no reasons to weep

Yet in distress with desires so deep

The inexplicable entanglements,

Shrouded in secrecy inside

Creates a commotion, yet in silence it subsides

Nobody knows, nobody cares

To reveal I cannot dare

And with whom can I truly share?