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The lights are out.
The air gray and stiffling.
The path ahead pitch-black.
Why do I tarry in this darkness?
I've been here for quite some time now.
Held a hand that led me here,
Happily followed, heart so trusting.
But right in the middle, the hand vanished.
Stuck in place by doubt,
Feet walking, don't know where I'm going.
All the movement still led me back,
Right in the middle of this unhappiness.
And I'm still here, wow!
Still stuck in the middle of nowhere.
All this because, once, I was willing
To love, now I'm emotionally famished.
Love is not to blame, I guess.
It's the choices we make,
The emotions we feel,
The people we choose.
I chose a butterfly, one that was pink.
He was beautiful in my eyes.
But I was never really sure,
If he wanted to fly with me or alone.
Despite that, I never loved him less.
Even when all he did was take.
For a lovestruck heart, it was well.
I had a life to offer, to lose.
And lose I did, all in a wink.
Ignored the warnings, the redlights, the lies
And just gave more, and more, and more
Until all that's left is hollow bone.
Now I started walking again,
Don't know if I'm walking back or ahead.
Just chose a direction, and I ain't stopping
Til' I see the light in this tunnel's end.
50 Launches
Part of the Poetry collection
Updated on July 11, 2020
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