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Path of Regret
The sunset is lovely as it creeps out of the sky,
It’s rays warm my skin, the air floats idly by.
Reds and golds from the forest down below,
Stretching outward, away, their leaves aglow.
A juxtaposition of forest and sea
Meet at the horizon, joined they’ll never be.
My feet dangle, my hands upon my lap;
A breath, a sniff, a scent of musty sap.
Upon this crack, this break in the purity of the land
This cliff, this valley, half given to make sand.
A metaphor for my existence, the forest and the sea,
I’ve reached my pinnacle, this is what I will be.
Living below the forest is my memory,
A day, a week, a month, a year, standin
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Panorama of my Soul
I stand at my door; my gaze a stare.
At what used to be.
Protected and private; soul laid bare.
My sanctuary.
Empty, alone, the shreds of my life;
I hid from it here.
Sadness creeping, my mind filled with strife;
Urged to disappear.
Comfort and shelter, I sought in bed.
The world kept at bay.
Sheet pulled up; pillow under my head.
Ignorant I stay.
The safety has been snatched; new and changed.
My stare reminds me.
Landscape of my bed; now rearranged
An ocean I see.
Mattress threatens to swallow me whole;
Its edge I cower.
Less territory; no more control.
Withdrawn; my power.
Formerly silent; my heart now screams.
Shelter of ice gone.
The
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Literature
Path of Regret
The sunset is lovely as it creeps out of the sky,
It’s rays warm my skin, the air floats idly by.
Reds and golds from the forest down below,
Stretching outward, away, their leaves aglow.
A juxtaposition of forest and sea
Meet at the horizon, joined they’ll never be.
My feet dangle, my hands upon my lap;
A breath, a sniff, a scent of musty sap.
Upon this crack, this break in the purity of the land
This cliff, this valley, half given to make sand.
A metaphor for my existence, the forest and the sea,
I’ve reached my pinnacle, this is what I will be.
Living below the forest is my memory,
A day, a week, a month, a year, standin
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