For all those unsaid goodbyes
Pricking my throat,
I have struggled too hard
To get them out.
But why do they still remain
Drilling a hole in my heart?
Sadness engulfs the entire being.
Blood becomes darker
Clotting the veins.
Keeping your trace trapped within my sould.
You try to break free.
I want to let you go.
And yet the goodbyes stay there
Like a burdened ant walking through the desert.
Pricking my throat,
I have struggled too hard
To get them out.
But why do they still remain
Drilling a hole in my heart?
Sadness engulfs the entire being.
Blood becomes darker
Clotting the veins.
Keeping your trace trapped within my sould.
You try to break free.
I want to let you go.
And yet the goodbyes stay there
Like a burdened ant walking through the desert.
Here I return, after a long long time. It feels good! Really good! After the sudden bout of sadness I experienced yesterday, it feels good to write it down. Maybe that's why my mother always told me to write a diary! :)
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