The weight of my dreams, suffocates me.
Before I could even hold my breath, you stole it.
I watched in disbelief, myself, floating, in the
blissful nature, of clear and present danger.
Flailing, when it didn't add up,
stripped of the authority, to hold my ground
in defense above these clouds, which you have left me in,
hanging onto anything, to keep from crashing.
My eyes, gasping, when the moon reflects upon
the empty space where you used to be.
You know, I can't believe in destiny
when everything we promised, is wiped clean
but still, I bear the marks of a heartbreak, and justly.
I knew what I was doing, Trust is the damaging Virtue
I leant myself blindly to, hoping for different outcomes
under the same circumstance, how crazy.
The lengths I went, to the depth, beyond the edge
where faith indeed, would test, my will to live,
longing for happiness, in the risk of a chance.
Glimmering, how the sun does set, to leave you in a place
you know, you'll not soon forget.
"Glimmering, how the sun does set, to leave you in a place
you know, you'll not soon forget." how right you are...some places are not meant to be forgotten, they just need new light for growth and a clearer perception of what they truly are. Blessings in brief disguise.
remembering still...remembering always
(hopefully) the unforgotten.