your skin feels cold against my own , but at least the comfort of another is there. i cannot stand to tell you no , yet my yeses leave me in shambles of an old relationship. i am not who i once was , and neither are you. yet you know i would drop everything and carry your life , your honor , your passion ... if it meant i could hold you once last time. you see my vulnerability and abuse it so you are not alone , but you will abandon me in the cold as soon as you find the strength.
this i know. this i know.
as i said before
it is funny how fate is foreshadowed
in the past , solitary , random emotions
that reside in our brains
uneasiness drips in the crevice
loneliness burrows in the carpet
insufficiency knocks at the walls
and fear sticks to the floors
i always saw this coming
but because i am human
i was blinded by the view of the sunset
and ignored the wreckage at my feet
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The Pursuit Of • A Poetry Collection
Poetryall my life all my trials pains and heartaches and my goals joys and accomplishments came through a pursuit whether my outcome good or bad the journey is what morphed me into me ••••• started :: October 22 , 2019 completed :: 2020
