A Familiar Feeling
Oh the dread of the silent many!
Broken once again so heavily,
The weight so large breaking my shoulder,
Feelings collide as I grow even colder,
Once upon a time it used to be
What we always wanted for eternity,
A bliss turned into an obvious illusion
As reality hits me once again like a poison
Like a speeding bus we swiftly move on,
Just as the rain passes by after its long mourn,
Nothing can stop however the human heart
From giving itself another hopeful fresh start.
Copyright © Andrei Manzon | Year Posted 2016
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