EdgyPhase

Restless her soul,trapped in a cage

Having a feeling something went wrong

Sleepless and not so strong

With mind and soul on different page

A facade that you put on stage.

Feeling aloof midst of a throng.

She could barely get along,

And with that crowd engage.

As she lost taste of life’s worldly pleasure,

Someone just burnt her chest of treasure.

Those memories are scarred,

So she decided to discard.

Half burnt images of distortion,

Where all lost clue of due proportion.