In the depths of my heart, a star ablaze,
A burdened feeling, like an endless maze.
We both suffer, yet fail to comprehend,
Our anguish shared, not alone, my love.
I channel frustrations into our love's domain,
Confining them, day by day, restraining the strain.
I uttered words I never thought I'd speak,
Parting ways, a path I never sought to seek.
I believed I transformed into a heartless soul,
Emotionless, devoid of human role.
But this feeling, elusive and obscure,
An emptiness, mingled with pain so pure.
No tears have fallen, yet I yearn to weep,
My breath suspended, hours in a silent keep.
Am I not dead? The question fills my mind,
When I declared "no more," life's hues declined.
The world, once vivid, now fades to gray,
From vibrant colors, to black and white's array.
At the core, the pain persists, unwavering,
A constant reminder, my heart's everlasting sting.
Bound eternally, our fates entwined,
Forever shackled, our doom defined.
No escape from this twisted tether,
D
estined to be intertwined forever.
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PoetryLove and anguish intertwine as a couple struggles to express their frustrations. Each day, they bury their emotions, straining their relationship further. When they finally speak the words they never imagined, their world transforms from vibrant to...
