Freelance: Spaces

A few words to say,
Too many to slay,
I’m devoid of emptiness,
Nowhere to go in this madness,
For I’m slowly sinking in quicksand,
It’ll all be too late before I understand-
I’m out of place among these known faces,
Subtly depart all my graces.
The emotions have been encapsulated,
Tears leave the eyes dilated,
There’s no way out of this for long,
Not a soul to help the strong,
No one tries to see the truth under this hood,
It is too soon that I’ve understood-
I’m out of place among these known faces,
Subtly depart all my graces.

–  Rakshit Lal
ECE: Batch of 2020

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