What if the world is built on tragedies?
Would we still be grieving what was never lost?
What if we live in different realities?
Would we still feel like our hearts being tossed?
Each memory lost of the forgotten past,
A heart breaks for a choice being made,
As the heart heals from all things that has passed,
For every word could hurt like a blade.
What if the universe is trying to tell us something?
Would we still be trying to survive?
What if we live through the same old thing?
Would we still be able to thrive?
Each emotion that runs past the heart,
A day can turn into night without realizing it,
Just living the world is worth the start,
And making mistakes is just telling what was unfit
What if we can be okay and live through love?
Would we be able to forgive all the past lives?
What if we all just need a bit of self-love?
Would we give up all the words of knives?
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Faerie Wings
PoetryThis will be my place to write different poems, short or long ones. I will make this a special place for all my poems. Some are fantasy like so they will be a bit different. Warning, this is not for certain ages as this poem will have dark element...
