Bitter silence whispers melancholy;
smashing proficiently
against stained glass soul
breaching interior fold of sighs,
motivating a gasp of reflection
of what… once was
you consumed me
clouding confusions with hopes
patiently waiting upon pressed words
that never came
only rippling waves remain
shadowed
in crisp heartache
relentlessly looming
unconsciously returning
in muse
beckoning for conclusion
for any ounce of pretense dignity
I’ve professed my heart
to illusive dreams
but never again~
shall I wander
in shade







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