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How It Feels
#WritcoPoemPrompt24
Dark is the night,
Darker the soul,
Fathomless depths,
Stories untold...
The degrees of darkness is different for everyone, however, experiencing darkness is rememberable to me. My life continues upon various sequences, like the hot and cold of emotional love and the noticable differences.Then life takes a drastic turn two lover separates themselves, in opposite corners. It has happens quite often to me. Only to observe a dull unremorseful outline, in her eyes, then our love ends abruptly. While believing darkness could be, about expectations, waiting to see light at the end of the tunnel. Secretly I will retreat in the opposite direction,to be alone. To rebuild my broken heart strings disconnections. Then suddenly darkness without warning overwhelm the eyes that will eventually see. How the broken heart can mend, faithfully believing until. Oftentimes remembering the depth and size of true committed love, was allowed to roam free. Without a viable explanation, some lovers walk away. Some grind (actively involved) is out an stay. I choose the latter if the experience is real. Sometimes there's disappointments, it feels like a glitch waiting desperately to heal. Imagining light overwhelming darkness. Right taking the throne before wrong. Darkness sometimes become a disappointing song. How It feels.
© Daniel Mason
Dark is the night,
Darker the soul,
Fathomless depths,
Stories untold...
The degrees of darkness is different for everyone, however, experiencing darkness is rememberable to me. My life continues upon various sequences, like the hot and cold of emotional love and the noticable differences.Then life takes a drastic turn two lover separates themselves, in opposite corners. It has happens quite often to me. Only to observe a dull unremorseful outline, in her eyes, then our love ends abruptly. While believing darkness could be, about expectations, waiting to see light at the end of the tunnel. Secretly I will retreat in the opposite direction,to be alone. To rebuild my broken heart strings disconnections. Then suddenly darkness without warning overwhelm the eyes that will eventually see. How the broken heart can mend, faithfully believing until. Oftentimes remembering the depth and size of true committed love, was allowed to roam free. Without a viable explanation, some lovers walk away. Some grind (actively involved) is out an stay. I choose the latter if the experience is real. Sometimes there's disappointments, it feels like a glitch waiting desperately to heal. Imagining light overwhelming darkness. Right taking the throne before wrong. Darkness sometimes become a disappointing song. How It feels.
© Daniel Mason
