So many words left unspoken.
With a fear of uncertainty, or misunderstanding. Of hidden meanings, and of quiet sarcasm. Of despair, of hurt.
Of the pain of being left behind for acts you cannot control. Those of a past left behind, a present instantly regretted or a future untold.
When words fail you, and your lips fail to elude the meaning behind your desires, what are you to do?
Do you let it break, this life you've built so beautifully and crafted into the image of your dreams? Do you cremate all hopes and lies together in a last dash for a chance to recoup everything you are standing to lose?
Between the fire and lush gardens, I would choose the rivers and the greenery. But what if the road to the latter is filled with unkempt flames, unfit for rash decisions and ill-thought of actions?
Unfit, for me.
Do you sail towards the unending nightmare, with your soul relegated to suffering for eternity?
Will this ever end?
With a fear of uncertainty, or misunderstanding. Of hidden meanings, and of quiet sarcasm. Of despair, of hurt.
Of the pain of being left behind for acts you cannot control. Those of a past left behind, a present instantly regretted or a future untold.
When words fail you, and your lips fail to elude the meaning behind your desires, what are you to do?
Do you let it break, this life you've built so beautifully and crafted into the image of your dreams? Do you cremate all hopes and lies together in a last dash for a chance to recoup everything you are standing to lose?
Between the fire and lush gardens, I would choose the rivers and the greenery. But what if the road to the latter is filled with unkempt flames, unfit for rash decisions and ill-thought of actions?
Unfit, for me.
Do you sail towards the unending nightmare, with your soul relegated to suffering for eternity?
Will this ever end?
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