Fragmented Feelings
You're a naive, dyed-in-the-wool dreamer,
following the erratic paths of hope;
blind to the route fate's chosen for your soul.
Memories are prisms focused on the past;
observing shadows that cannot be changed,
while yesterday's failed dreams levy their toll.
You have shared the innate beauty of love,
and the fantasy of dreamy places;
freeing your spirit to soar like the birds.
But the edge of betrayal cuts like glass;
your wounded heart, bleeding tears of regret,
till anger dictates love's departing words.
From birth to the finality of death,
human emotions are tethered to love;
even those that question its existence.
There is a private place deep in your heart
filled with forgotten, fragmented feelings,
where dreams dwell, fueled by hope's persistence.
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