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Why can't I find the flames that once burned beneath skin? Changed from warm to cold and dark Reality's breath blew out the fire deep in me Transformed my core into coals black, chalky, and dark Attempting to force a glimmer of hope in my eyes Ignite carefree wonder with a spark of belief Then I could be unharnessed and rile passion That scalds any unwanted lingering grief Beyond these pages is genuine pain Still alive though my heart won't beat A hundred perfect words could not replace Sought-after inferno, world devoid of heat Head hung low in debilitating  failure Dragging feet with purposeful defiance Mistakes resting their weight on my back Hunt for embers in half-hearted compliance One candle lit to awaken misplaced zeal Eternity tried silently stealing away Sunset has the right shades of Orange and red But lacks love it used to invoke each day I am overanalyzing this Eventually find the ecstasy that died Don't care if It's a person, place, or idea Something out there will rekindle lost feelings inside
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Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 6:40 PM UTC
Lost Feelings
Why can't I find the flames that once burned beneath skin? Changed from warm to cold and dark Reality's breath blew out the fire deep in me Transformed my core into coals black, chalky, and dark Attempting to force a glimmer of hope in my eyes Ignite carefree wonder with a spark of belief Then I could be unharnessed and rile passion That scalds any unwanted lingering grief Beyond these pages is genuine pain Still alive though my heart won't beat A hundred perfect words could not replace Sought-after inferno, world devoid of heat Head hung low in debilitating  failure Dragging feet with purposeful defiance Mistakes resting their weight on my back Hunt for embers in half-hearted compliance One candle lit to awaken misplaced zeal Eternity tried silently stealing away Sunset has the right shades of Orange and red But lacks love it used to invoke each day I am overanalyzing this Eventually find the ecstasy that died Don't care if It's a person, place, or idea Something out there will rekindle lost feelings inside
I am currently at the start of an arduous journey of self-discovery and the first step is to figure out what I need to be happy
#unhappy#blue#emotional#sad#alone#lost#overanalyzing#ecstasy#feelings
AmandaKayBurke
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AmandaKayBurke
30/F/Alaska
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 6:40 PM UTC
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