Written June 15, 2019, at 10:00 pm EST
All hope may be lost
As it appears
To be fleeting
Away from me.
A mere tantalizing fantasy.
Imagin'ry.
Trust me...
Or not.
Feeling so defeated
With no peace in my dismay.
Uneasiness seeps in.
Though, my heart strongly beats.
I'm not alive.
I've rotted and died.
No tears were ever cried for me.
The denial that resides
Sprinkled with remorse.
Were briefly shown and,
I'm blown that so quickly
They've moved on.
The very thought
Pushed me past distraught as an
Alien ghost.
I became nonexistent.
A distant memory.
Lostly trapped
Within the senseless hopes
Of ever being saved from
The dark waters of my own tears.
After years, I'm crazed.
A lonely babe
As the unlikely
Damsel in distress
Yet unphased and unimpressed.
And, somehow blessed despite it all.
If I never escape,
Damn it all.
How far is the fall?
Every fallen star
Must eventually combust.
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Survivor's Remorse
PoezieSurvivor's Remorse is a personal collection of poetry, songs, lyrics, prose, and more that ranges from the early 2000s through 2023 when I finally decided to start a new poetry book! Thank you immensely to anyone who has taken time to read this book...
