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Daily 26
word count - 325 words
It was as if we had switched places, one mind and one motive.
No longer tied, separated by woes,
my heart felt as if it could carry no longer.
It was as if I was lost,
l o n e l y
and scared.
Comfort residing in the thing we love,
though when they seize to exist, the world around it crumbles.
What holds one up tears them down, and through this change I realized.
I realize what she went through just to come to me every day.
The hatred and darkness surrounding all those thoughts.
Hints of loneliness and disgrace, a constant reminder of imperfection,
yet requiring to be perfect. Constant pressure and stressors-
as if never-ending change was something that someone
loved to live by.
Creating illusions is what she was about, and the she did
to get away. To escape from reality,
And fall into a dream. Perfect, dreamt alive
and understand. A place to feel comforted,
even when the surrounding world begins to turn inside out.
l o n e l y.
There's that word again, as if haunting,
gliding back. A constant reminder of the things that will never be,
despite how hard one wishes. A thought, a feeling,
a little goes a long way. Wanting to forget is easy to say,
though the act of forgetting is more complex.
Butterflies twirling, a whole new perspecrtive,
the world seems alive. Happy and sound, despite inner turmoil-
that's the way to make yourself shine. So they told me,
time and time again, the ending never found nor written in near sight.
Another day, just one more breath, got me through it all,
one step at a time. Hiding away the darkness,
a lasting journey towards light. As hope began to fall,
I stumbled between the cracks. Noticing others struggles,
humbling you'd think, though it's more of a chance for change..
and opportunity at redemption that one will
never get once more.
word count - 325 words
It was as if we had switched places, one mind and one motive.
No longer tied, separated by woes,
my heart felt as if it could carry no longer.
It was as if I was lost,
l o n e l y
and scared.
Comfort residing in the thing we love,
though when they seize to exist, the world around it crumbles.
What holds one up tears them down, and through this change I realized.
I realize what she went through just to come to me every day.
The hatred and darkness surrounding all those thoughts.
Hints of loneliness and disgrace, a constant reminder of imperfection,
yet requiring to be perfect. Constant pressure and stressors-
as if never-ending change was something that someone
loved to live by.
Creating illusions is what she was about, and the she did
to get away. To escape from reality,
And fall into a dream. Perfect, dreamt alive
and understand. A place to feel comforted,
even when the surrounding world begins to turn inside out.
l o n e l y.
There's that word again, as if haunting,
gliding back. A constant reminder of the things that will never be,
despite how hard one wishes. A thought, a feeling,
a little goes a long way. Wanting to forget is easy to say,
though the act of forgetting is more complex.
Butterflies twirling, a whole new perspecrtive,
the world seems alive. Happy and sound, despite inner turmoil-
that's the way to make yourself shine. So they told me,
time and time again, the ending never found nor written in near sight.
Another day, just one more breath, got me through it all,
one step at a time. Hiding away the darkness,
a lasting journey towards light. As hope began to fall,
I stumbled between the cracks. Noticing others struggles,
humbling you'd think, though it's more of a chance for change..
and opportunity at redemption that one will
never get once more.