I remember
Not through want and of joy
But of woe through compulsion
No wisdom came with
Torment without accrual
Just eternal bitterness
Where optimism once stood
I remember faintly
Of my naive optimistic self
Blissful in my ignorance
Maturity bestowed upon me
A gift ungratefully received
Give me back my ignorance
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I am a ghost of myself. Of the child who used to play until the sun splotched red on the horizan and the night poked peepholes to heaven.
I try to fly, But how I fall. I try to run, Instead I crawl. I try to scream, Instead I breathe. I try be calm, But I just seethe. I try to smile, But tears precede. I try to follow, Instead I lead.
Words spill out from me. A vocabulary lost, devoid of all meaning, The endless monologue will never explain; Revelations into the soul are pointless.
(From Ode to Melancholy) . This is Life . . Sitting on the empty bone of Eternity . Listening to the cries of a desperate child . Bathing in its captive tears .
This isn't what I asked for, Did I really put my name down for this. To live this endless war, To never feel the kindness of bliss.
Love Is an Unexplainable Word Do we know love. Do we think we have loved. How do we know we have loved. Having different sectors: Eros Agape Philia Storge How do we know what love is.
What if there was another us. Another version below or above. Would we look at ourselves and be proud of our lives, Or would we see all the hurt and mistakes not so kind.
You don't wanna know what I've been through. You don't wanna know what this heart has taken. I'm a lone wolf in a world of sheep. I'm a stranger wallowing in the deep. A mind of endless questioning.
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