Memories and colours, dulled and faded
The dust of time blurring faces
Tears dried
the trail not seen anymore
The constant throbbing pain dulled.
The weary soul burdened.
Hurt as it turns a corner,
stumbling into an alley of past moments,
Spent holding hands, tender kisses.
Trudging along, each passing second,
nothing awaits, no one awaits.
A smile of past lingers.
Fooled heart, with hopes of change
Trying to move on, move along.
To make sense of chaos,
dreams and reality merging.
I try to live.
Well written.
ReplyDeletebut it's not that easy to move on. unless you find someone whose love makes you forget or distract from the pain...
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