Not even Thanatos could find
The dead shrine
Of my mind….
Where Tales were confined
Only till this soul of mine.
‘Hold back, don’t speak;
Lest they’ll see
That broken soul bleed.’
‘Don’t make a sound –
Push it down,
let ’em drown;
Lest it’ll be found
How
you’re only a breakdown
Distant from eternal freedom, now.’
But then someone drew close to me
And unveiled
Every piece
I’d ever concealed
And ceased to feel.
A vile creek
Separated you and me.
Our hollow words between
Flied aimlessly
Until one day they reached
To clench our feet
And threw us beneath…..
Revealed,
How we both preached
The same bleak
And prayed to be freed
From the reek
Of our haunted memories.
Your eyes
Looked into mine
And my crazy disguise
Ran out of smiles.
At that day’s end,
I saw my tired soul fend;
And it said,
“Atlast, I found my lost friend.”
– JAISMINE K.
I can’t even begin to say how amazing this is. Because I swear that the friend you wrote this about also let go of her disguises and found her lost friend. And she’s definitely lucky because she never believed in best friends and she probably never will, but lost friends like you… she’ll never stop believing. 😊😊😊
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beautiful!
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Thank you. 🙂
Glad you liked it.
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