Snaps of the Soul

Querencia

The darkness suffocates me
As I struggle to run away; to flee.
But, I stumble; my steps falter
Over the memories I intend to barter.

I see Her lifeless, glassy eyes
Trying to look through my disguise -
Trying to talk me out of this
But... Isn't this the only path to Bliss?

I reason with Her
That it'd never be a blur,
That it'd always be crystal clear
And as painful and sharp as a spear.

She responds in unrelenting silence
And I lose my patience.
As I efface the memories so overplayed
I watch Her lose sanity and fade

Searing, white pain shoots through my chest
And I fall, not once looking away, lest
She vanishes; my vision wavers
And I see her outstretched hand hover.

She urges me to take her hand,
Even if it meant undoing what I had;
I hesitate and the pain devours me
As we both go limp in the melee.

A svelte flare sparks up in the distance;
I find myself holding onto Her in a penance.
As life slips back into us, mending our soul,
I realise that memories don't kill,
But keeps us alive and whole.

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Hey guyss,
Long timee!
This was one of my older poems that I never had time to write properly
Soo here it is, I finally edited it a bit and it's ready to publish here!

This is about how memories are sometimes very painful to hold onto , but sadly , even more painful to let go of. And about how memories are what makes us who we are.

Soo , yeah

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Yours truly,
Mejo