Been accused of a lot of things
Now...my tears just push themselves back from the brink
One lifetime is not long
And justify myself to all.
Walking on the tracks of life
All I see is innumerable marks
Wish you could see through the smiles
There's a raging inferno embedded inside.
Braids of struggle intensify the lines
Glistening behind the numerous sighs
Playing into the tunes of the divine
Hope shines a blinding light.
Darkness prevails along the routes
I find myself contemplating my hues
Wither is the course leading to depart
The mirror of conscience doesn't let me fall apart.
Basking in the undying storms
My scars are not for the faint of heart
'Tis so easy to not give up
After the tears have dried up.
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CELESTIA
PoetryCelestia is an amalgamation of thoughts, words and emotions that come together in the chaos of felicity. Cover made by the amazingly talented @impishlyawarlock . Poem #13 has a special mention in the 'Poetic Expedition' contest hosted by @Ambassado...
