nostalgia
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my plethora of thoughts brought me here,
once again.
into my intangible island of entranced time,
overkill of thoughts and bleeding words
that flow out of life and death, intertwined.
you had me erased,
you had me defaced.
i was just one of your case,
whom you had your love placed; temporarily.
there have been so many signs.
there have been so many thoughts.
every one of 'em land mines,
fears of 'em i fought.
with determination and stealth,
perserving my mind, protecting my health.
it isn't about the wealth.
you had me twirling and in thoughts i dwell.
i had this notion.
ended the whole commotion.
i'm so sick and tired.
try as i might,
i just couldn't fight.
but i wouldn't wave the white flag,
to leave me wounded and gagged.
i pulled through,
i hate you.
being hated means achieving distinction.
that ain't my destination.
needed something urgent;
strength i would say.
fears allayed, time delayed, decisions swayed;
soul annihilate, and nothing's made.
i needed to breathe life; into myself;
through this piece of writing.
from the elusive chambers and fleeting imagination
in my mind and the incomprehensible yet
all-too-famaliar ache in my heart.
feels like a strike of a thousand darts.
i feel my soul straining to capture every echo;
of laughter and sorrow spiralling from the past.
all the faces and places, just a series of blurs.
everything had all turned to dust...
there're many facades of life;
through this i see a facet of you.
i couldn't see a second longer.
this lingering presence grew stronger.
i cast away that damn silhouette of yours.
igniting the flame of true love;
as pure as sheet; as deep as the abyss, as true
as the words spoken by Mother Theresa.
you no longer spell existence in this complicated
webbed thoughts in mind.
for what's love; it seems i no longer find... -
I hope you are feeling better now.Originally posted by trendz:i needed to breathe life; into myself;
through this piece of writing.
from the elusive chambers and fleeting imagination
in my mind and the incomprehensible yet
all-too-famaliar ache in my heart.
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Sometimes, feelings turn into "what happened to what I thought was there." Ah well. Feel better soon.
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thanks guys. sweet people.
