moving on is always harder at 3 a.m.
when everything is quiet
and memories flood back
drowning my resolve
so that i can barely breath
i long for the sun to rise
and send them back
to the recesses of
yesterday
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after burning her bridges behind her, she slowly swam back to collect her thoughts ..
Sad but well said.
ReplyDeleteYour writing keeps getting better and better.
Nice style.
i like. i'm sorry it's been hard though.
ReplyDeleteily <3
I like the darkness because it hides us from the lies of the light
ReplyDeleteand the only thing we can see and confront is the truth of ourselves and the only one we have to worry about seeing us is ourselves as well...
3 a.m. can be very lonely and painful. i'm not sure if our insight is clearer or murkier because of that.
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