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Poesia

Just some poems I write when I feel the need to vent. It's like my own personal journal.

Wake Up

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by veena25001

by veena25001

Voices and Visions in my head, appear in my dreams and shake me

"Wake up, Wake up, it isn't real" I think, Until I wake and realize..

He is gone.

He isn't coming back.

Sleep, why aren't you my comfort anymore?

Now you remind me of the harsh reality that things will never be the same.

Blade, why don't you numb the pain anymore?

Now you only leave scars with no meaning.

So what will I do?