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There’s no point in searching for it,
we’ll find it one day, understood.
We must understand ourselves,
so that we can be who we are.
This poem reflects the idea that the truth cannot be forced or actively searched for, it will be found when the time is right and when we truly understand ourselves. It emphasizes the importance of self-awareness and being true to who we are, suggesting that the truth is inherently tied to personal growth and understanding.
purple heart Aug 2019
i knew we wouldn't talk each day,
someday,
like we are used to now.

i didn't knew that it would,
just happen, like that
without a fight from your side,
without a reason for not letting me stay

it was the person in you that i mourn for
a person to whom i could
ask anything
say anything
cause i knew, i was understood
without ever justifying

i mourn for this person, i really do.

whom i supposed to blame other than fate?
but the heart would have felt better,
if you just tried
a bit.
you left long before you actually left,
the saddest part is i felt it,
and still couldn't or didn't wanted to do anything more,
cause i chose myself before you could have destroyed me,
like you did to yourself

— The End —