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Pain is not a metal I like to treasure, But I store it in my heart Since it needs a place to stay. I can’t bury it or run away, Since I’ve already looked it in the eyes. I’ve given it my soul, Unrested and Unbreakable As fragile as a moment But as strong as an emotion, A quiet storm unable to use its tongue To tell anyone what’s going on. I’m lost in the sky, Just trying to find a haven where I can pour out the sounds, The songs And the rhythms. Trying to let go of these ghosts With a pencil and paper But I know that I’ll walk this road alone, With only my ghosts and my thoughts. I know I’ll forever remain Haunted.
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Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 5:00 PM UTC
Haunted
Pain is not a metal I like to treasure, But I store it in my heart Since it needs a place to stay. I can’t bury it or run away, Since I’ve already looked it in the eyes. I’ve given it my soul, Unrested and Unbreakable As fragile as a moment But as strong as an emotion, A quiet storm unable to use its tongue To tell anyone what’s going on. I’m lost in the sky, Just trying to find a haven where I can pour out the sounds, The songs And the rhythms. Trying to let go of these ghosts With a pencil and paper But I know that I’ll walk this road alone, With only my ghosts and my thoughts. I know I’ll forever remain Haunted.
2/27/2018 A poem about the pain we carry until our final breath.
JadeHonor
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Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 5:00 PM UTC
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