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Solus Dec 2019
She's a memory you should cherish but you can't because she's gone.
She's a painting you should value but you can't because she burned.
She's the honesty that you should treasure but you can't because she's lost.
She's a thought you should track, but the train has been derailed.
She's the stamp of approval to but she has been misplaced.
She's a song you should sing again and again but you can't remember her melody.

She'll never see the light of day from her dark and blackened cell.
She'll never sing her song to you because her voice is mute.
She'll never share her time with you because she's lost her memory.
She'll never feel the winds soft caress because her senses are gone.
She'll never hear the peaceful sounds of nature because her ears can't hear.  
Her ears are broken because of your persistence,
Her voice is quieted because of your protest,
Her eyes are blinded because of your stupidity.

She could have heard your apology for all the wrong you committed to her,
She could have told you that she forgave your actions,
She could have seen what you did to amend your wicked ways.

But broken was she, broken by your selfish actions.
And the light of day, she will never see again

She'll never live on anymore for she is only death
Solus Sep 2018
Dear Colors,
you are oh, so bright,
Shining, glowing, beautiful.
So why must you become so dull,
When I need you to shine brightest?
When my world is crumbling,
Or when life is just plain hard,
I'd like it, dear colors,
If you'd shine the brightest,
When I can't.
Life can be though, and your colors dulled, but keep shining and everything will work out.
Solus Jun 2018
Tears that say my pain
Lonely nights but warm friendship,
Solitary tears
Solus May 2018
If you survive,
Go tell the world.
Not that you survived,
but of what happened.
Bring awareness to those,
Who were left in the darkness.
Hiroshima and Nagasaki,
9-11,
Parkland shooting,
Only naming a few.
For those whose voices are forever quieted,
Speak with the weight of their legacy on your shoulders.
But don't carry the load alone,
There are others who feel the same,
With tear-stained faces, their burden is heavier than yours,
So shoulder the pain together,
And survive.
Tell the world. Let us end this suffering.
Solus Apr 2018
It was one of those days,
when words flowed out of me like rivers.
It was one of those days,
when I felt the only thing holding me back from flying was gravity.
It was one of those days,
when I felt so innately unstoppable, I acted too brave.
It was one of those days,
When each moment was better than the last,
and every choice that could be regretted would be made.
For who thinks of consequences when the night is young,
Only when the day fades and a new one begins
do we think back and say,
"Oh, it was one of those days."
We all have those days when we are just emotionally messed up and have to forgive and forget and move on with our life.
Solus Apr 2018
So fall, oh so carefully,
Up to the sky, towards the stars,
A delicate dance with death,
But eternal life without resonance,
Is one and the same.
passing on to the next adventure
Solus Apr 2018
Have you ever danced in the street?
Barefoot, in the moonlight,
And as you dance,
The stars are your spotlight.
The ground is cold and hard to touch,
But tonight is your last night.
So don't look back... or down
They are there, all around you.
Learn to trust in what cannot be seen
And you will see the imperceivable.
Blackly staring into at the unknown,
beings of past generations welcome,
Those who's Era is over.
for those important to us who have passed on
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