Gone
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Loading ...Would you think of me if I am gone?
Hidden away in a place with no hurt, no cries, no pain?
A place to be free
Released from the torments that held me captive
Always the prisoner
With their endless chains suffocating my mind
Trying to guide my emotions
Steering me along the path that they have laid
I will not be the marked token any longer
I will not be thought of as gone away.
It was easy to throw the final stone
Forever casting a ripple in the tranquil sea
A sea that brought me a calming peace
Never knowing the eminent danger
Of a love, a time, a soulful coexistence
That was never meant to be
Now it is different…and you are not the same
Creating a disaster, perfectly without thought
Changing like the wisps of the wind
Always willing to surrender to an endless fight
This fight that I have brutally fought
So this time I ask…
Would you think of me when I am gone?
I have always been filled with the gift of expressing myself through words, and have been writing ever since I can remember. It is only until lately, due to unexpected circumstances, that i have focused more attention to honing my literary skills. And my topic of choice is the unrelentess...the heartwarming, as well as breaking, voice of poetry.
A great piece of emotion, confusion..
The turmoil is there
” orever casting a ripple in the tranquil sea
A sea that brought me a calming peace”
” Creating a disaster, perfectly without thought”
great lines. There is also a certain sadness and regret, I feel, even with freedom gained. So true to life,
Gion
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