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OF THINGS, BEGUN..



Eyelids flutter open..
Daylight so bright..eyes go seeking the dark..
No, the lights are not to blame…
For they are refreshing,warm & breezy..
But the indication of the light 
Doth weigh down the euphoria 
of the new day..
Yes a new day… but with stale emotions & demons
A new day of memories
Memories a double edged sword
Memories-a blessing & a curse 
Memories a sibling to feelings
Memories a cousin to emotions
For where memories fail,
It’s relatives stay
Memories of lost love
Memories of lost opportunities 
Regrets & yearnings of the past
Fear & Uncertainty of what’s to come 
Of things lovable and unlovable 
Of things said & not said
Of things done & not done 
Of things known and unknown 
Of the realization of being stuck
Of the state of weakness 
Of the sinking feeling of helplessness 
Stuck in an existence u wish u could escape unscathed
Of a reality..
A reality of an existence u didn’t ask for
Of a forced upon, yet highly coveted life..
Of the same routines..
 Of hurt & of pain Of the sooth of time’s s balm & of scars Of self reproach & appreciation Of hope & of prayers Of confidence & of luck Of fate & of God..










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