From truth
Came lies
And sorrowful goodbyes
From lovers
To strangers
yet such a short time
Does pass
Regardless
The memories last
They fade
And they bruise
And the burn into skin
Despite your best efforts
You're still falling in
Give away all your pieces
Take all your building blocks
Until there's nothing left
But dust
YOU ARE READING
The Lonely Hour
PoesiaNot everything rhymes Not everything has to Of all that is bright And what hides in darkness The loving The hiding The living The Binding It hurts us not To follow a purpose To quell our minds dullness And to find our own fullness. Of sentences Of...
