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Never familiar with pain or heartache until the universe decided it was time that you learn From the mellow mornings accompanied by the solacing scent of pancakes from the kitchen Where the most pleasant dynamic was once known to exist To hardly being able to make it out of bed by noon Through your most dreaded midnight breakdowns, you analyzed all misfortune, deep in thought Restlessness recited its hymns, your demons listened attentively Pain painted the way you saw the world You let them feed off of your insecurities and take advantage of your vulnerability They hypnotized you with persuasion With a promise to provide you with the attention your soul so desperately sought Misled about a thousand times, you were left with nothing more than a burning desire for clarity in your own emotional instability Digging , scouring, attempting to grasp any sense of your own identity you might still recognize As you were forced to lock away all the bittersweet memories And were simply implemented to accept gods choice You realized that there may never be justice It may forever have left you scarred But those who’ve walked with you will understand the inescapable reality of abandonment You may have ultimately shattered and left shards to cut those who tried to get near you but that was growth in the midst of all the flame And the garden that was so wonderfully planted stayed in it’s place without any glue, or tape, or honey to crystallize And your flowers continued to bloom with stems cut and roots torn. -g.s
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Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 1:07 AM UTC
you will heal , 3:41 a.m.
Never familiar with pain or heartache until the universe decided it was time that you learn From the mellow mornings accompanied by the solacing scent of pancakes from the kitchen Where the most pleasant dynamic was once known to exist To hardly being able to make it out of bed by noon Through your most dreaded midnight breakdowns, you analyzed all misfortune, deep in thought Restlessness recited its hymns, your demons listened attentively Pain painted the way you saw the world You let them feed off of your insecurities and take advantage of your vulnerability They hypnotized you with persuasion With a promise to provide you with the attention your soul so desperately sought Misled about a thousand times, you were left with nothing more than a burning desire for clarity in your own emotional instability Digging , scouring, attempting to grasp any sense of your own identity you might still recognize As you were forced to lock away all the bittersweet memories And were simply implemented to accept gods choice You realized that there may never be justice It may forever have left you scarred But those who’ve walked with you will understand the inescapable reality of abandonment You may have ultimately shattered and left shards to cut those who tried to get near you but that was growth in the midst of all the flame And the garden that was so wonderfully planted stayed in it’s place without any glue, or tape, or honey to crystallize And your flowers continued to bloom with stems cut and roots torn. -g.s
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