“Unpaved”
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And for long the paths have broken;
Cruel storms left her awoken.
Thorns dig deep beneath her sole,
Not knowing where to search for her soul.
Silent images scream,
Oh how she wishes it was all a dream.
But lost on an unpaved road;
Flowerless field with secrets to hold.
So are the crevices of their skin,
Like her very own hidden within.
Cracks left to only crawl,
Unpatched pieces continue to fall.
Ahead a light of which no end,
Towards a place to make amends.
And all that lies are lies,
She sees the smoke and fire both arise.
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Not A Goodbye
PoetryStuck between a goodbye and a promise to stay, and it became too overwhelming to make any sense so I wrote. I wrote again and again, multiple times within a day or another, until it became this. I'm not done writing, but at least the feelings have c...
