why can’t I forego these dreams

these silly notions of love returned?

senses turned to ashes in my mouth

mind clouded with illusions

dispelled and kept by words

I am strung up,

painted into a corner

silenced by eyes and hands

why must this feeling dominate

and prevail?

withering my soul?

questioning my heart?

I must be stronger than this

but I choke on despair

the minute I find bravery

among the rubbles of what I have built

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