"How many secrets can you keep?"
Asks my sadness as she weeps
With a weak voice, my heart replies
"Till I can no longer beat"
With his trembling hands, he holds the door
He lets her in, then he lets it go
She sits in the dark and slowly grows
"What's this pain, and where is hope?"
Asks my heart with nowhere to go
With a painful voice, my sadness replies
"Just keep it quiet, don't let me show "
'' It's been a while, and I am beating slow
How much more can I hide, it's beginning to show
The words are quite, but the eyes don't glow
I am feeling weak, please let me go ''
Begs my heart as he cries
With a haunting voice, sadness replies,
I can't leave now, I am a part of you
Losing me, means losing you..
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Author:
Nemo (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 23rd, 2020 13:53
- Category: Short story
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Comments2
Very good write, like LG I read it several times and each time it became more meaningful.
Thanks for reading my work 🙏
A fine write Nemo.
If it had a lighter side, we might say 'Oh, don't sit in the dark, gal. Get ya coat, and get out more!' as they say. heehee.
Haha, thanks orchi 🌹
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