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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Now that only forgotten promises remain, sounds of solitude are gifts I wish to obtain. Sentiments are temporary in a world full of change, affections are wasted in an insincere exchange. Some say my words are engraved too deep, others feel expression is only cheap, so close your mind and enjoy your sleep. because if you hear me then you'll weep. Sometimes we have to forget our hearts visions Life don't come with any terms and conditions Forgive me if I seem emotionally challenged, as I hide my feelings when everything seems unbalanced. My soul's invisible, your ignorance won't see it crying. Inquest of a grief stricken heart concludes into spirit dying. Trauma vibrates like an orchestra of lightning horns, with fate bleeding thistles in a rose garden of thorns. In the mourning of seeds that blossomed too soon, breathless, I wrote my name with stardust on the moon, but now i wander in a meadow full of nettles, as the ink of life is a burden upon the sepals. With silent sighs hidden behind a poetic verse, I ponder if the quill is a blessing or a curse. Sometimes we have to forget our hearts visions Life don't come with any terms and conditions Forgive me if I seem emotionally challenged, as I hide my feelings when everything seems unbalanced. You see... I'm struggling to discover a reason to survive, so I stand here screaming at the Grim Reaper to arrive. He mocks and laughs at the patheticness of my pleas, whilst inner demons offer my soul no apologies. I can see cosmic imposters in ebony horizons, misleading like fake guides sparkling like diamonds. Reminds me of a veiled star that never forgave me, who betrayed me to decay in the death of my poetry. Sometimes we have to forget our hearts visions Life don't come with any terms and conditions Forgive me if I seem emotionally challenged, as I hide my feelings when everything seems unbalanced. Oh regret, why do you look back with such anger? Sometimes words are the most toxic form of cancer. Are these just twilight stories before a prelude of sunset, or unwritten feelings I've learned to suppress, to forget? Silent One 16 August 2023
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