By SolApathy


In the wilderness
Of the emptiness
Barren unwillingness
To bloom
I wither within the safety of my cocoon
Never knowing the silence that is my solace
Mock us
Imprison us within the emptiness of fear 
Driving u
s to cower in order to survive
Never contemplating what life could be
If it wasn’t just me
Buried in the burdens of things that may go wrong
Worried I may fail to sing all the words of this song
What may I forget to say when your eyes look this way?
And so I turn away
Never giving the chance a chance
Never dancing the dance
I crawl back into the darkness of the dreams that will never be more
I close these weary eyes and pray to think no more

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Saturday, February 22, 2020.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...In my dreams I always won you over
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  • Drea On Sunday, February 2, 2020, Drea (1486)By person wrote:

    The author’s note sent this over the edge for me. “Buried in the burdens of things that may go wrong/Worried I may fail to sing all the words of this song” I love that.

  • River Lily On Friday, January 24, 2020, River Lily (1016)By person wrote:

    Beautifully penned. Always take the chance though, not doing so leads to regret. Scholar

  • ladislaus On Wednesday, January 15, 2020, ladislaus (17)By person wrote:

    wow, I really loved this. Thanks for sharing.

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