No more dreams,
Only darkness that ripples at the seams.
No more gray and black days,
Only fragments that continually set ablaze.
Gone are the times of remembering,
Now the days I want to be found trembling.
Gone are thoughts of being one only,
Now here are the times I feel mentally lonely.
Didn't desire for these implicit feelings,
Would like to just go back to dreaming.
Didn't wish for any of this,
Would like it all to go away with a kiss.
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The Welting Chess Board
Poetryjust a collection of quick thoughts with some long term emotions |(letter)| = certain people it's made out to btw read a bit and enjoy
