Poems from Aarna Dixit
you don't need to stab me
I have already carved myself
and I am beautiful.
It starts with a single one
but then comes the tornado.
And before I know it,
I'm suffocated by my thoughts.
There are snowballs in my head
that grow bigger every second
and trample me
there are snowballs in my head.
Drowing,
I am drowning
in an ocean
I myself created
Drowning
in tears of sadness
of anger
I blame
say you did this to me
all of you.
but no...
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