Written February 29, 2020, at 1:40am
A bitterly cold ocean of unresolved emotions
Can inevitably become a dead sea.
Currently,
The storm may be passing.
The abrasive, unpredictable nature
Of the lonely acidic waters,
Surpassing
All that bravely dared to make entry.
For century after century,
Explorers compare to contrast.
The universe is undoubtedly vast.
Grandly, thus, of mass quantity.
Yet, honestly,
A brilliant mark can still be made
With the fated waves of an
Extraordinary anomaly.
An inspirational prodigy of its kind.
In its higher self,
Its ultimate prime.
Dear old time is unkind to us all.
An unwinding life span can be insatiably small
Yet meaningful,
Filled with invaluable gall
And the beauty of vulnerability.
Humility to ones we may need more than want.
To become legendary can be beautiful.
The rawest form of graceful principle.
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Survivor's Remorse
PoetrySurvivor's Remorse is a personal collection of poetry, songs, lyrics, prose, and more that ranges from the early 2000s through 2023 when I finally decided to start a new poetry book! Thank you immensely to anyone who has taken time to read this book...
