Love is the devil,
And the devil's still in me.
Hope resembling an oasis,
Can't find the will to breathe,
Start adding my soul's scars,
If I squint I think I see
Memories of a different time
Much less heavy, Counting stars.
Needed my army,
but can't scream "charge".
Feeling the tightness
Knowing it's righteous.
When my mind shuts up...
I'll be peaceful, but lifeless.
I need no more pain,
Pressing me to give in....
I'm just failing,
with all chances given...
.....to live.
🍀Romeo's Loss 🍀
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Fly Through The Fire
PoetryBrief bit of poetry. Failure, and gain. Not enough for a novel, but enough for a frame. Feel alone? You are. No worries...Me too. Perhaps I'll strike the match... Torch the light, within you.
