Living in a total lack of life,
Outside of anyone's grasp and field,
Oh what I would give to feel or have,
Knowing that it was taken from me,
It's hidden, lost and guarded by fate,
Never to be given, only to be won,
Gained only when time has said so.
Framed in a blank picture is the prize,
Open will be the safe it has been locked up in,
Ripened to a pure joyful moment.
Let's see who can claim it first,
Only the embrace can fool the other,
Vintage hope is the truth in desire,
Eternally we will be locked together.
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Thoughts that Fester in the Brain: A Collection of Despair
Poetry"Thoughts that Fester in the Brain" is a haunting collection of poetry that explores the depths of loneliness, heartbreak, and despair. Each poem captures the raw emotions of feeling lost, forgotten, and unseen in a world that offers no solace. For...
