Two missed calls
Sometimes I think of
You
I miss you in every memory
I miss you in my own time
Never align what cannot return
To struggle in wealth
Not worthy of old love
To hate beautiful things
And harm life itself
Is a burden
Bestowed upon us
From you
Two missed calls
I see you in my dreams
Why won't you just leave?
They say time
Forgetting
Brings forgiveness
You ought to be wary
Beware
The prophet endured is angry
To break peace kills silence
Nightfall makes everything reality
By morning we rise
Mourning it was all
Just a dream
Awaiting day to meet darkness
Of the sky
For we can abide by time
We deem to heal
Our dreams
I mourn you
Visions of our past
Are just memories
You are just a memory
And nothing more
Once you were
A dream
I desired
Upon reflection
You truly were
Nothing
Nothing to me
Nothing to yourself
Nothing
Just a dream
For truth told
You were a
Nightmare.
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Stars of Freedom
PoesíaI have completed "Threads Deep Within", so here is my new poetry, short story etc. book. Thank you <3 8/22/22- 12/14/23
