Before The Final Bout

I ponder over my life at night as I lay
Counting flaws, ignoring perfections
A lump in my throat grows bigger each day
Not a single vent for the piled up emotions

I choke over my thoughts yet again
A cyclone waiting to blast, ripping me out
Holding on for too long was the worst bargain
Been silent for too long…prep for the final bout!

 

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