The 7 Doors Of Banishment

I vow, not to

Recognize voices,

Behold thoughts,

Dismiss one’s mind,

Stand fixed,

Despair and fall,

Find hope and rise,

And finally,

Reminisce feelings.

I have vowed upon the wall,

That stands so tall,

For it, to no longer exist.

For it, to dissipate.

I no longer gain or lose momentum,

I no longer find or lose hope,

I no longer I find a way,

Nor words to say:

A rose fallen, makes a tree.

That I will benefit from, until

It becomes part of me.

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