Your feelings are fading, becoming numb
Heart wounds area buried in silence
Imperceptibly, the world changes color
Faded love, fragile heart
In the silence of the pitch - black night
Hope the sun shines
Do not be silent, open yourself
For love is waiting there
Disappointment strikes, your heart falters
Splitting your soul, changing you
Stay strong, stay strong
But slowly, you're changing
In cyberspace, you hide
The real figure, the wounded figure
Only they, the chosen ones
Can see, can feel
Listening to vent, fake smile
Heart open, lips sealed
But inside, it hurts
Being a listener, not a speaker
A long process, a winding process
In the wildness, we walk
Towards love, towards life
Enjoy every second of it
About the Creator
Emil indw
I always use the people around me as inspiration in my writing. They will be special people if you know how to write about them.
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Dark Memoirs - Index There are at least two kinds of people in the world: those who write this half-arsed kind of intro to a story that looks to separate the rare and the norm, and those who realise it's an overused framing device and don't.
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so sad :(