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"Bittersweet Victories"
Bittersweet Victories
I can still feel her breath
upon the beating inside my chest,
calling my name
one letter at a time
just like she use to do,
when her words rained "I Love You"
Shall I continue listening to a ghost
taking me places I once surrendered to?
I know the cost of drowning
Either way
I also know the pleasures of getting there
One-way
on a road blessed with treasures,
even if they are just whispers in the wind
fading with the call of my last wish
buried under a well of fools gold.
Finding myself at a cross to bear
everything behind me
and so little in front
echoes lost in the faith that hope exists
among the ashes of a midsummer winter's storm,
where the heat became too warm to touch
and the cold became my solitude.
How to fight back these tears that lay frozen,
not in the fear of tomorrow's sun
but in the melt of yesterday's shining,
do I wrap myself up in the warmth of many a memory
or let go of the edge where I'm holding on?
I remain torn
either way
A bittersweet victory
on an empty heart.
