Last Thoughts - Poem by Isabella Night
Hearts bleed while songs continue to be sung...
Smiles going on all around, but exasperated words are yet to be heard...
Grabbed by the throat; all the happiness strained from my voice...
Hiding, hiding, hiding...
No more ready-or-not; I'll never come...
I am simply a visible shadow to a world that is blind...
The construction worker quits; refusing to rebuild what breaks day by day...
A broken mirror reflects the one who seeks it...
The sweetest disposition is the one that is earned by the pure...
Love - one could only dream to experience a fairy tale such as this...
The prince didn't rescue the damsel in distress and they didn't live happily ever after...
For this is the real world, where happiness is a made up emotion...
The prince ran off with the maid and the damsel sold her soul for a love that wasn't worth having...
Life - blood, sweat, and tears....but mostly blood...
No more hide-and-seek...here I am......
Open your heart
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