Release your feels,
All these layers slowly peel.
Don't keep them locked inside anymore.
It just makes your heart sore.
Untold last goodbyes,
Hunts you in your sleep.
It's no shame to weep.
It never was, will never be.
All the sorrows you have seen,
the spring of the tear stream.
No dam is enough deep.
It's not shame to weep,
Don't regret any tear,
Each of them helps your soul to slowly heal.
YOU ARE READING
A Dimming Mind
PoetryA preview of a few poems from A Dimming Mind poetry collection. - I've pondered various ways to describe this book, but none felt right. It's not your conventional book-it's a collection of memories, my memories gathered over the years. The first po...
