When life is hard,
When times defy my strength,
I evade to a tranquil world,
A quiet world of loneliness.
I'm alone there.
It's mysterious.
It's terrifying.
It's peaceful.
I always see you,
In those angelic thoughts.
They're called dreams.
I see you saying sorry.
I see honesty in your words.
I see you saying three cherished words.
I see that you mean them.
I always see you,
In those malevolent thoughts.
They're called nightmares.
I see the time you destroyed me,
By saying we were done.
I see you tearing me apart, killing me.
I feel the pain though it's merely thoughts.
But then I tell myself,
That it's fake.
Because how can you kill me,
When I'm already dead?
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Poems of Pain and Solitude
PoetryFor every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every per...
