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The Darkness Of My Soul

Buried Dreams

By Moon DesertPublished 4 years ago Updated about a year ago 1 min read
Photo by Irina Shishkina on Unsplash

when the darker days descended on me

I covered my face

in all shades of blue

from distant echoes

resonating in the background

of my state of being a coward

in this life

full of miserable advice

from every part of the country

not transmitting

even one percent of what I need

right now

left alone on the other side

of life

which means nothing to me anymore

that’s why I decided

to kill my dreams

and bury them in the sand

at the seaside

where I should be

always

away from everyone and everything

making me feel

that I don’t belong

to anyone, to anything

living on my only ground

cultivated solely by me

whenever I want and wherever it may be

on this earth

but mostly in my buried dreams

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August – December 2021

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Thank you for reading!

sad poetry

About the Creator

Moon Desert

UK-based

BA in Cultural Studies

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