Cracked Soul

Heart immersing in the pit if ooze, 
For now, I don't have anything left to lose. 

 Soul astray, vagabond and blotched, 
Crevice appeared where it had been notched.

 Cadaver I am, Dynamic I was,
 Ecstasy of my life is now adhered by a pause.

 Abandoned I am in my own ambrosial solitude,
 Lucid is my way but the world is shrewd. 

 My mind has debauched against these worldly traditions, 
Absurd are the efforts of ludicrous reconciliation.

by Hifza Ch

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