Can this feeling of despair vanish?
Vanish like our hopes do
But can we fix our broken hearts?
Fix like they were never broken before
Can the dark thoughts abandon us?
Abandon us like all our 'friends' do
But can the swollen eyes glimmer again?
Glimmer like they endlessly did before
Can we stop our conscience from withering?
Withering like leaves in fall
But can we fill the void?
The void present between our souls
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Whiskey Lullaby
PoetryAnd like the phases of moon, we must go through phases of emptiness to feel full again.✨
