Meandering streams of memories,
Eloquently being replayed,
Lend me isolation in the darkest of days.
Asphyxiating me with cruel utterance,
Never crippled me as much.
Cast away your empathies,
Hold onto your sympathies;
Only,do I even deserve them?
Lacerated by something so abstract,
Years is what seconds seem like lately.
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Metanoia
Poetry(Highest Ranking-#14) Metanoia -The journey of changing one's mind,heart,self or way of life.The process of experiencing a break down and the subsequent positive psychological rebuilding and healing. A/N:This work is copyrighted.So don't even think...
