I walked across
the sound of my
thoughts for they
no longer held the
rhythm of my
heartbeat.
I walked the plank
and dared life to
push me within
the waters of hell,
for it has never
scared me to swim
ashore and start over.
I walked the clouds
of the storm and
took the time to dance
in the rain. Falling
gracefully was my
hidden pain.
I walked the shadow
of doubt and find
harmony in all the
scribes written before
my time,excepting
every line portrayed
as nothing less than
perfectly divine in the
words of another.
I traced my own mind
searching for the hidden
meaning of life, within
it I could not find what
I was seeking so desperately.
I learned though that life
was never meant to be
understood, it indeed
though was just meant
to be lived.
I cry a million tears
that only the heavens
could ever understand,
and then I write my
torments with a bleeding
hand. Quirky I think
of my past memories and
decide that my forever
love is just as alone as
I, by the side of empty
denials.
Real life can sometimes bring out the best or worse in people. Writing/reading can help you understand the difference.
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