There is still an echo similar to a giggle.
So far away that heart can barely feel them and the mind can barely touch them. So faded away in the fog of despair, I embarked on a journey while floating on the waves of my memory.
Laughter so dying,
Residing in the corner of a decaying reminiscence.
Laughter so dying,
Erasing from the brain like a remembrance of a bird passing by.
Laughter so dying,
Sinking in the depths of hopelessness.
Laughter so dying,
Misery feeds upon contentment and serenity is overwhelmed by emptiness.
Laughter so dying,
It stays in our chest forever, slowly building a house, now called grief, that once was home to decaying laughter.
Oct 16, 2024
Oct 16, 2024 at 3:23 AM UTC
There is still an echo similar to a giggle.
So far away that heart can barely feel them and the mind can barely touch them. So faded away in the fog of despair, I embarked on a journey while floating on the waves of my memory.
Laughter so dying,
Residing in the corner of a decaying reminiscence.
Laughter so dying,
Erasing from the brain like a remembrance of a bird passing by.
Laughter so dying,
Sinking in the depths of hopelessness.
Laughter so dying,
Misery feeds upon contentment and serenity is overwhelmed by emptiness.
Laughter so dying,
It stays in our chest forever, slowly building a house, now called grief, that once was home to decaying laughter.