A collection of poetry on death, dying, healing from loss and bearing it throughout your life. Poems written for all those destined to die by one whose fate is just the same.
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Started: 1/01/2023
Ended: 29/07/2023
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Begin again when we lost ourselves, When swirling sands swallowed us alive, When we got tossed by the winds of fate, When we were left to perish in the sea on an unmanned boat.
Bow to fate, cause that's the best you can do, Don't think you can oppose this deadly behemoth, Once it has you in its grasp there's no escape.
December is the month of seasonal depression, Of yearning for things that perhaps were but are no more, To lose yourself in their pointless thoughts, Starlight illuminating your crystal tears.
Did you ever ask yourself, half asleep on the couch, What's the point of existing in this era? Have you ever felt like letting it all go, Just to let 'em thoughts go with the wind?
Bow to fate, cause that's the best you can do, Don't think you can oppose this deadly behemoth, Once it has you in its grasp there's no escape.
I will never have you again as I perhaps once did, We are already so far apart, aren't we love? Yet my heart still remembers those golden days; Why can't I make it forget that it's all in vain?
Bow to fate, cause that's the best you can do, Don't think you can oppose this deadly behemoth, Once it has you in its grasp there's no escape.
It's the best you can do, darling, the best you can do, There's no going back to relive it, 'Cause a moment once gone is gone forever: And you better ask that treacherous heart to let go.
Cause that's the best you can do, Cause that's the best I can do.
