𝘌𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺!!
When I close my eyes
For a second I'm transported to a field
It's always sunset
Time never changes
No morning, no night
Time is frozen at the stage.
And you can hear the wind racing through
The tall blades of grass
I'm always sitting on a hill
Looking over a vast lake
Watching the sun, permanently stuck
On the horizon
it's like in suspended
And just like me, stuck
engulfed in the sheer weight of my own mind
I get lost in thought
Constantly reliving moments and memories
Replaying the what ifs,
And the could have beens,
The view in itself is beautiful
But there is no peace here
It's an illusion
I want to get up and leave
I had become a victim of my own mind
And one day my eyes opened and I could,
I could finally stand and see the truth of it all
This is not a beautiful sunset paradise
But a prison I have made
to trap myself in my own mind,
My limitations, my values,
dreams and aspirations
The made-up thought that I was only made to be used
I was tired of it, tired of it all
when I finally realised, I was strong enough
The sun began the fall
And finally, it was night
Then from the night began the day
A real sense of peace washed over me
and I knew I'd be ok
my hill has burst into flowers
as far as the eye could see
And the sun with its bright yellow rays
Is now shining down on me
tall and mighty trees to offer me some shade
And a peaceful calming breeze
swimming over the water and glade
And finally the racing thoughts in my mind
Has been put to rest
Oh what blissful peace
Finally, I am at ease
♡+-𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝑜 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔-+ ♡
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Midnight Chronicles
Poetry+- Sometimes the hardest battles are fought within. We all hide pieces of ourselves, but what happens when the walls break down? You can never hide forever. Pain can be a powerful teacher and often teaches us painful truths, pain never lies. In life...
