writing these thoughts
as they come to the surface.
bobbing in the water,
slowing long enough
to catch my breath.
unfolding much more,
as I wrestle with the now.
a journey to lighten the load
by seeking levity within the metaphors,
making light what once felt so burdensome.
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journey
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one way
you make me feel that I have a chance
at this thing we are looking for,
and when I try
you quickly make me realize
that I never really did.
on a one way road
headed in the wrong direction.
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unreciprocated love.
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impatience
time carries on,
so do the shadows behind us
becoming larger as they trail.
forgetting that,
what lies ahead dwindles in contrast.
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moments of fulfillment
failed to be enjoyed
at the hands of impatience
for what was to come.
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now left with history,
mere memories to be called upon.
no match against the gravity of life.
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weeds
thinking we are chasing happiness
killing what matters
assuming the grass is greener on the other side.
but I suppose weeds are green.
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pain
I wouldn’t sacrifice our love
to my darkest of days.
I wouldn’t leave you
yearning for the proof.