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Surrender
I taste it, The bitter vengeance, That is seeking for… something, For it to become sweet, Reminiscences return to me, Placing me back into my dark past, The reality I try to avoid; My hectic thoughts trigger void… I slowly fade, As my anguish pierces my soul, Concealing me with empty holes, I become nothing… Nothing at all, The empathy that I held on to, Is now covered with ignorance, which Now simply becomes my S I N F U L Carelessness, Look at me, I’ve become A reflection of swollen wounds, A heart easily contusion… I drown in webs of confusion, “They sympathize with me,” I always say; Realizing it’s all nonsense, It all brings me guilt, For their listening is worthless, The unfound answers To all my questions, And the endless darkness of my soul, Are the things that convene, To become my life, I hopelessly woke up, One dusky morning, Seeing nothing But the opaque pieces That create my life, I plunged into the pool Of my sorrowfulness, And SURRENDERED; I gave myself away, I weakened myself to my sorrow, And watched it drown me… Into liberty...
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