I Breath in,
Each breath like a second chance
and exhale regret.
I wont live in this constant state of trying to forget because
it happened.
I Derrive Denial , feeding off what could still be if I cling hard enough to unreality
But No!
Let it go.
The present is my only company and to reach for the past is like expecting an embrace from a ghost.
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Author:
ExistentialSarah (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Needed to read this right now. interesting how your poem had a way of finding me. Thank you.
Wow.....
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