Only we can truly know,
the things that taint/feed our souls.
the puzzle of life
paths painted by tradition
a key missing piece
for souls come in special shades
and lost dreams turn to nightmares
I catch a glimpse of a forgotten dream; of whom she was and who we could have been, ignoring why we couldn’t be, and riding the tides of reminiscence; to the barren shores of my regret.
A portal through time
to find that missing feeling
dreams not meant to be
for more I look, more I crave
till hope festers to dismay
I chased her back to better days; of cherry blossoms and purple moons. And though shadows lay in wait; of toxic ways and seismic moods, it’s what I’d always wanted!
For perfection was a dream, that had become a nightmare.
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September is my favorite month of the year. It’s a time i do not let anything dumpen my mood. It’s also my birth month, so yeah that’s a factor too, lol.
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