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Skye Oct 29
I have spent my life searching
Many times I thought I found you
But each time ended in regret
I'm slowly loosing parts of myself
I fear by the time I find you
That there will be nothing left
Exhausted from my journey
I wish to lay down and rest
But I try keep moving forward
Sometimes I wonder if you exist
Do I search in vain? A fool?
I wonder how my story will end
I feel like everything I do is wrong
The path I walk I can not see
I move by feel, guided along
Being pulled by my heart
It might just leave my chest
I feel so lost and long for you
An aching in my soul
Yearning to be whole
I wander on...
Skye Oct 1
Your brain is made of ether
Your heart is made of void
Thoughts are so unburdened
And vacant like your soul
Skye Oct 1
A hell within mind
I live in all alone
Perfectly designed
A prison I call home
Skye Aug 29
Do they even care?
Would they ever notice?
Would they even cry?
Did they ever know us?
Skye Aug 26
The true heroes of history are those who are not remembered

For the people they saved are long gone, but the impact of their actions echo through time

They did not focus on saving the whole world they focused on saving their's or someone else's

Saving one life is an act worthy of praise just as much as saving millions

Not all have to power to make changes that affect everyone, but you have to power to affect those close to you

We must do our best to help those around us and trust that others are doing the same

Heros don't always save the world, sometimes we protect and save a single life

Be proud of yourself great hero, you live on and fight the battle of life well

History may not remember but time will
Skye Jun 22
A heart that's made of glass
And soul that's made of gold

It shimmers and it shines
Can't help but break the mold

You know it can not last
So fragile yet so bold

Forgotten with the times
The body getting cold

It fell apart so fast
Before the story told

A whisper in the wind
And shadow in the door
Skye Apr 24
You cannot live without dreaming
but dreaming is not living
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