Don't tell me I can bounce back up,
or anything about refilling my cup.
The future cannot make itself stop,
it never pauses when we're damaged, we drop.
Your views of the thoughts I have within,
blinded to the rolling eyes and my hiding grin.
Time never heals just drags things along,
it's up to me not you when I move myself on.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 10th, 2026 05:48
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Comments2
Choice and control in timing is part of this poem. Nicely done
This resonates with me. I have long periods of pain but sometimes I'm able to cope better than others not that it doesn't hurt.
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