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There is a pain in my soul that is weakening
And there is a dagger in my heart that is tearing.
My mouth is chapped with words I wish I never said
And my chest has struck a territory I vowed to never tread.
My star, you are out there, dim in your glow
And I am drowning underneath your tide that is slow.
With a heavy hand I feel skin pierce the blade,
The blade of my mind for a price that will never be paid.
I long for the voice of someone who understands
And I find myself disobeying my own demands.
Can my heart just stop beating
So my mind can separate for the time being?
I am in a war zone with myself and with my thoughts
And dizziness has clouded with fuzzy spots.
Midnight comes around and I am awake
In tears because a fool of myself I successfully make.
Emotions run wild within this jungle I reside
But my smile shows nothing but confident pride.
I look up to the sky at night and all I can see
Are stars that will never be brighter than the star far from me.
Far you have drifted from my sight
Yet you shine so luminously bright.
And when you disappear in the daytime
I find myself looking for what is not mine.
Hatred has brewed within my being
For your shine is all I am seeing.
The happiness yet despair I feel has combined
And birthed an anger that can never be refined.
Apologies are futile in this time of confusion,
But Lord knows my hate and anger will only lose him.
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Hope in the Mourning
PoetryCOMPLETE ✔️ Highest ranking: #175 in Poetry! (3/15/17) - Where there is mourning, there is also hope. Despite the struggles and the losses we mourn-mental, physical, or emotional-good can come out of it. But even when there seems to be not hope as a...
