Recurrence

PoeticBiscuit

A feminine Wind -

So yellow and bright,

Shackled by my burdens,

It dances right out of sight.

 

Im lost in the motions-

Of everything I’ve done

Caught in all of my sins,

I thought I’d out run.

 

Tried to change identities,

And bury all my shame,

When I look upon the mirror

It still cracks all the same.

 

  • Author: PoeticBiscuit (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 14th, 2026 04:24
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  • sorenbarrett

    Reflected feelings of guilt in this poem. Nicely written



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