Zeki Majed | + Follow Poet |
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Occasum

She’s like a weight,
that will never leave my chest.
Once, the reason why I soared,
now she’s stolen my breath.

I try, to walk away,
after the battle, which left me slain.
Though, I’m walking,
I drag mountains shackled to my name.

I can not escape,
unless I change my frame,
and should I do that,
I will drown myself in shame.

I know not, how to stay,
but I think that it’s okay.
It’s just, I can’t seem to find a way.
This is that kind of day,
where all I could do is pray,
but the memories they birth my pain.

It’s like a constant rain,
or more like thunder.
My soul roars,
as she gets further.

I hope I never hurt her,
even when I know better.
It’s not like I deserve her,
I’m lost in my own heaven,
where the world is innocent,
I the evil.

I swear I loved,
and she was just like people.

Her desires of me,
was all so feeble.
I cried a soul,
her frown was just as equal.

I forgot, who I was before we met,
though I know, he’s long dead.
Oh, but believe me, I don’t harbor regret,
only wished she’d let me grow.

For the pain she caused me, heals so slow,
if it ever does, I will let you know.
Though healing, is letting go,
and most days, I jump to fall.

So I cry out,
as my memories will fade.
The agony inside me grows too great.
I will some day, wipe that slate,
and she will find herself too late.

The woman who had murdered fate.
Who had let, her soulmate run,
as he flew too close to the sun,
the star he loved too much, let him burn.

and he did as all he yearned,
was the warmth of her embrace.
I just walk this Earth,
looking for my place.

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