bullet to the head when all
finds thoughts in the dark.
Colored glitter, pursued needs,
sparkle in time with falling
dreams.
Caresses of the mind finds
the lips of heaven sweetly
telling tales of tomorrow.
Heart stops feeling just
for a moment, lost in the
shadows of yesterdays
torment.
New air breathes life
back into the stilled.
New dreams given like
a pill between clenched
teeth.
What was not wanted
is found, what is found
is what has always been
wished.
Fear of the unknown no
longer sits quietly in the
back row. New life, new
heart, finds all shuffling
for their throne in the dark.
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