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"Unbelievably unbelievable" were the words whispered in my head,

Interpersonal voice narrating the fate left in my stead.

Pondering happiness and virtue, my confidence is nill;

I used to wish upon a star but now I wish to feel.

I repeat these words in my head every single day,

I revisit my past experience and wish that I could stay.

I waste my time in this pain of mine, daily i wish for day to end.

All this time in this life of mine wasted so I may comprehend.

The day to day imbalance, life traded for time once lived;

Memorial injustice in memories I won't forgive.

Why must we live behind our eyes in prisons with no retreat?

Why must we lay awake all night attempting to find our peace?

Why can I not be happy, who am I to reinvent my calm?

I believe that it is possible yet life is proving me forever wrong.

Guilt, forever always meaning only in the end,

Do we ever find ourself with the ability to transcend.

Only on that last day are we together with our flaws.

Only in that last day will we find the windows to our walls.

Only with that last breathe will we know with which we lived,

And only with that last thought will we be ready to forgive.