The tides are closing in tonight
For another day of agonizing ache
Watching the sun go down with its
Final blink; glad to take the next rise
As I'm feeling like a useless soul.
How does it truly work for us —
Carrying yesterday's pain with us
Wherever we go in this circle of life
Hiding it behind the great dread
That is crushing everything into one.
Leaves are dancing in the golden light
Making me wonder for a slip-second
If all of this is worth the fight with
My dreams getting taken from me
While they'd enjoy their stunts.
Why does it keep rolling for us —
Seeing them struggle for a good meal
Glimpses of a reality they'd never know
Like their hearts are made of stone
And really, no one needs to know.
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A/N: Another one because why the heck not! (:
I have come to realize that writing poetry in a go is kind of therapeutic for me and makes me understand what is going on in my mind, which is, in some ways, nice. When you deal with anxiety on a daily basis creating writing can be a blessing; you can express yourself and share those expressions, if that makes sense here.
I hope you've had a good week so far!!!
With love,
M.
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Breathing in, breathing out
PoetryI could never find proper words To tell you how much I miss you And all the little things you had; First, the way you saw this world Through your sad ocean eyes. PS! In this collection, I touch on many serious topics like suicide, death, grief, trau...
