A beautiful Mess

Am like the Titanic,
Moving on, not leaving a trail of my soul over anybody.

The  burdens , the  pain  inside  my  burning  heart  are  ironically  like the icebergs,
 Cold, Dark & unseen!!

My thoughts are like those poor souls trapped inside,
Like A huge mess.

My heartbeats are slowly & beautifully giving up,
Like the sinking ship.

My life, what a beautiful Mess!!!!!!
     
(Inspired by Polish Brother’s For Lover’s only)

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