How my heart thuds against its cage,
ever constant in its beating.
the hurt that fills and soothes its place,
the ache that's so defeating.
like broken glass i make my way,
shards embedded in my skin.
the way i wish to be spirited away,
to escape the demons within.
to tear every photo,
to burn every bridge,
to leave no one left to remember my name,
mindless love I wish to live.
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Whispers of a Silent Fall
PoetryPoetry because we're edgy and touch starved. Never meant to actually show people these but here we go I guess.
