It isn't even remotely easy to
let go of the scarred past
for the darkness of it all intensifies the hue
up until the very last
drop of pain numbs away
the exhausted body to sleep.And each flicker of a memory
morphes into a nightmare
until it was too much to bear
and the mind was left in despair.The mere seconds of the torture
claws harshly at the skin
from the inside out
tearing the mind down
piece by piece until
it couldn't take it anymore
anduntil the tears couldn't
be forced to be hidden anymore.And no matter how
many hours ticked by
the rawness of the pain
the heart couldn't help but feel
only opened a new wound each time
making the ocean of the same ache
arrive all over again.
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eternally ephemeral [ poetry & prose ]
Poetry[ Previously titled Soothing Thoughts of the Clamorous Mind. ] Here are the- Words dripping out of my mouth like ink Vanishing into the blues on the brink Of whispered promises That make our hearts scratch with callouses. Or in short and simple way...