Within myself I feel my own weight, A deep burden hidden, a heart in a desolate state. Tears held captive, love's flame has extinguished, the Trust all shattered, leaving wounds that can't be relinquished.
My loud voice, became a whisper lost in the wind, An unnoticed ghost, longing to be pinned. My Feelings go ignored, dismissed with disdain, But I won't let my heartache feel shamed or go in vain.
These burdens I bear, it suffocates and oppresses, Yet I'll rise from the ashes, defy life's suppressions. Feeling the pain, I will find my own strength For in vulnerability, I'll discover what is real and what is fake.
In my lonely self ill forge this path of my own, and Unveiling love's complexities, seeds yet need to be sown. I will Not stay silenced, my battles I'll always face, Creating a world where hearts find its place.
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Author:
Natalie Heisey (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 18th, 2024 21:42
- Category: Surrealist
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i assiduously accept thee as an online potential friend, and eagerly await the elegiac correspondence of course predicated on your reciprocal inquisition to allow, enable, and promote an unfettered magically reastoca;lly palpable.
adieu from matthew scott harris
situated within southeastern montgomery county, pennsylvania, united states.
postscript: i did immensely enjoy reading your poem.
Awesome, and thank you 😊
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