„I've got dreams, but I can't make myself believe them.
I'll spend the rest of my life with what could've been,
and I will die in the house that I grew up in.“ ~ Noah Kahan ('Homesick')
I ne'er wish'd to be dead
inside these walls lasting halls lost
lonely ghost embers dressing red
deceit in December and frost
melting melody of my end
I ne'er wish'd to be dead.
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Author:
Rin the Magnificent (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 5th, 2024 00:39
- Comment from author about the poem: Previously penned for a contest, on another site, as a "response" to Noah Kahan's lyrics from the song 'Homesick'.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Beautiful words more beautiful in metaphor as one faces their mortality
Thank thee for reading, and for commenting Soren.
Kindest regards!
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