There has been a time when there's only us Back when there's no pain; it's just love on the cast There has been a time when there's only truth How we lie in our embrace just because it soothes The morning comes and we rise like doves on flight The rain pours and we dance behind curtains on sight Laughter is the language spoken by our hearts We knew no other words but joy and peace in parts Heaven existed because we believed it's here And by the safe hands of time, there's nothing to fear Even when the sky turns gray and the moon isn't still Why do I stay through plenty and overflows to fill?
All the empty pieces and the dulled shards I see them lying on the sand, past the house of cards Love, where have we seen the madness and poise we carry? Have we enough masks to cherish what's calm and weary? The emotions we have aren't all just for show We toil under the sun yet we somehow can't go To the place of promise where the echoes ran deep Where was this paradise love> Where was your leap? When the silence has turned oppressive and wrong Who do you turn to? Who was it that buries your song? It's not me—far from the pages we used to write Why do I stay while, under smiles, it's the pain I hide?
There will come a time when there will be nothing But memories of light and of hearts receiving The beauty of souls, the ease of hope, and the gifts of love Where were they now, love? When had they been enough? There will come a time when all that is left is us The floods storm in to drown out the sounds Of cruel screams and the begging to be let out We have trapped ourselves in a fate we can't know about The story is short but the night of pain is long We have no more words but condolences to belong To the march of lost souls running the race of life Why do I stay even though I have to live through strife?
It wasn't because of the shifting planes and the faults Was it, then, because of the existence of one who holds The wheels of the universe—one we cannot deny So we sit on our hands, watching the world fly by This is our life now, love—sad as it may be We may have weathered storms but deep inside are we Just broken vessels pouring acid until it burns our skin Bones and nerves frayed—it's all we've ever been Try as we might, we can't fix everything we held dear Until it sweeps us away, little by little, year by year So, love, with all the scathing words left to be heard Why do I stay even while knowing tomorrow will hurt?
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WElp. This poem is actually the second poem under the same title. (huge thanks to conditional formatting on gsheets for pointing that out. lol.) Still, I love this poem. It's sad. It slaps intestines. Very good. uwu.
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