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Aletheia Peter Poem
I beg
Have mercy
Kill this dream
End my misery
If you will never choose me, make it clear now
Give me something real to mourn
If you are destined to break my heart, do it now
Give me something real to move past
If you will only ever give false hope, discard me now
Give me something real to end the cycle
Douse the flame
Bury the fire
End the torment
I beg
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Aletheia Peter Poem
The pain is all I feel
I cannot see
I cannot move
I cannot breathe
It contorts as a dark entity trapped within me
Writhing, screaming, clawing at my heart
I cannot stop feeling
I cannot ignore it
I cannot turn it off
A persistent, agonizing, longing refuses to leave
Fissures of hopelessness brand my soul
Wider. Longer. Deeper
I cannot contain it
I cannot cover it
I cannot hide it
I am pain. Pain is me.
It will be the death of me.
Copyright © Aletheia Peter | Year Posted 2025
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Aletheia Peter Poem
An ember sparks. Two. Three
A whirlwind of flames surround me
Icy sagacity yields to the ravenous blaze
My heart falls
Betraying me
A flash. A face.
Slim, sharp, and angular. Perfectly imperfect
Twin kaleidoscopes ensnare my gaze
What color are they? Blue? Green? Both?
Silken strands of gilded bronze flow beneath my fingertips
Euphoria
Unspeakable bliss wars with disbelief
Black
Light shines behind my lids
I wake
Copyright © Aletheia Peter | Year Posted 2025
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