As the days grow longer, shorter, twisting,
my heart ache spills, flowing to fill
the gaps where silence and daydreams dwelt.
Hope for a fuller tomorrow badgers me,
taunting my blank energy.
My heart pulls, begging to crawl away,
appalled at my restraint.
My mind wanders, pleading for a run,
crying at a chance to jump.
Passing places where I used to laugh, alive,
where there was love,
with all the times I tried, and all the ways we fly'd.
And even if, there is no going back
the quality and quantity of trust
would shed and shred my sanity.
There's no way, nothing to save,
just empty and sunny places, once a haven, now a hell.
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