The fleeting skies, the dwindling rage Of all things beautiful, peace was in a cage Every night, throwing things, trying to change All day chaos reigns and happiness estranged First time I did, I did it with love Last time I did, I did without thinking above Until I came with no questions left to answer I will be staying here until everything chatters The fleeting winds, the dwindling pride Whatever comes first, whatever is our stride Every day, catching the falling pieces of my heart All night, I cry my last tears and melancholy start
The time it takes to heal wounds is little I stood by the bay, hoping things would settle But fate has its ingenious ways to play It's all a cruel stunt so that nothing will stay First time I saw, I saw it with greed Last time I saw, I saw it with failing need Until I have no more answers left to question I will be here, fighting to hold back the regression The fleeting love, the dwindling fight All things will fall, all efforts despite A time will come for me to get rid of my sorrow I just hope it would be the day after tomorrow
Under no circumstance will I fight for this Every day, falling pieces of hearts rained on our sheets And here I am, waiting for everything to subside There you are, screaming at me until anger changed tide What else is left to do but finish things I should stay, like the fool I was, to save something But you—you make it harder and harder each day I see no reason why I shouldn't fight for my way The fleeting stars, the dwindling faith The wounds to heal and the scars to fade Nothing is new now that everything is out of order Until the day after tomorrow, I'll continue to shudder
The mistake I know I made Down the gutter of silence I cascade Every day, I find no evidence of sins But every night, I saw fleeting screams and dying dreams This is the madness I carry around and round I walk, dead-eyed, the chatters lost sound The cup of coffee in my hand tastes bitter As I think about my decision later I went home, slept, and woke up anew Fill my head with fire and try to forget you I will wait until the troublesome storm is done Because the day after tomorrow, I'll be long gone
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Abuse is never okay to tolerate. Do not stay silent. Seek help. My DMs are always open for people such as this.
This poem is one of the most vivid stories in this entire collection and I get that it can trigger some people. But you do have a choice. Walk away and ask for help. We are all here for you.
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