...Requiem of the Soul

By SolApathy

Sunset blues play havoc with the red and orange hues
Purple symphony of mezmerizing madness
(A true revelation of sadness)

Echoes whisper in tumbleweed trepidation
A Twisted symphony of my own internal introflection
Dreaming if only to embrace the why
As I watch this sunset sky
Your memories can’t sustain me anymore
They have faded with time, nearly nothing more
A wisp of a dream soon to be forgotten
Wondering if it was truly ever seen?
Just how long have I been--
Staring at these blank walls
Imagining they were waterfalls?

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Copyright 2019 SolApathy
Published on Monday, May 20, 2019.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Was it ever real --Did the drugs heal--Or did they steal from me the only memory that was real?
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  • sadistic intent hex On Saturday, August 17, 2019, sadistic intent hex (225)By person wrote:

    the twist in the end fascinated me. I've been in psych hospitals and wondered what are they staring at question answered.

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  • Poetic-Realm On Monday, May 20, 2019, Poetic-Realm (238)By person wrote:

    I love those last three lines. I feel so much of this.

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