Repercussions of circumstances

#Reppercusions_of_circumstances Right before our minds tries to capture reality, the very moment, we start to familiarize our warmth, instances of ones soul's comfort, the time when everything begins to form shape and when all its out and about, a slap to ones dream, an explosion to ones reality a time when what matters and real, becomes visible, hopes and dreams which only existed in ones imaginary world, now looming into distress of failure, chances denied turn into, by wishes which this world can't ever grant access into. Seconds that makes all the right senses and reality but mattering no more, for they have dued, with moments melted by memories denied access into by permanent absences a little, that remain wishes, nights we cry ourselves to sleep, days that rushed before we can say enough. Pillars and leaning shoulders, our lives depended on, which our breaths and presence derived strength from, but this universe has robbed us them, leaving holes and dunes to our whole being, reppercusions, for the scars and crimes made to our souls and peace, tormented nights and agony and circumstances of drained hopes and drowned happiness, broken arrows of better tomorrow, tales and songs every child dreamed of which life killed right before, the world made sense #Poetic_Ink