I
What if we never end
We just keep going
On and on, never
Fading out completely.
I love wholly but am
Never loved in return
I want to hold people
Close and feel their skin,
To be ashamed
But so alive.
What is kindness
If all the while it
Is unnoticed.
Foolish distractions-
Smother me delicately
Soon I will be buried.
Those dark beliefs
Eat you up- stand
Sharper, a corner,
Turn one way so
Suddenly, be unexpected
Cast spells become
A martyr or a myth-
Die loudly, bravely
Never fade but
Explode and send
Ripples across the
Background of
Other people's lives.
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Petrichor
PoetryWe grow old eventually {here are the waking thoughts that consume me}
