Feelings can be numbed,
As the sun can be hidden
For tears there is a fund,
Restocking always so, sudden
As calm as a cloud
Floating overhead,
Without making a sound
I forget what's been said
Treading lightly on my feet
Ears muffling trouble,
Not at the edge of my seat
I remain steadfastly humble
Put the pride back to sleep,
Knowing it will wake tomorrow
Looking farther than skin-deep,
Will I continue solo?
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❁𝗥ê𝘃𝗲𝘂𝘀𝗲❁
PoetryThis collection of poems is for those that stay up at night, mind whirring with thoughts, those that fight to stay at the surface when reality drowns them. Finally, these poems are for me, for when reality drowns me, and I sink to the bottom of the...
