Though this place looks familiar but it's a dead end so there is not to mourn even if we pretend to.
Once we are down on this road, we have been on it but it's time we take a break, get up and kick hard on our face though we know we weren't born this way.
It's hard to come by... So we call it death, but I guess life with ease is nothing since when this darkness wakes again we will only experience darker days.
You will never get to hear the end if this story because it's feelings were ate away like a worm in the bud and still we do not know what it's looking... for it has always remain a sound fade once it is heard.
Breakup
Ernest Atuoha
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 08/22/2020
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Poem topics: away, death, life, never, time, place, hear, face, remain, story, experience, pretend, guess, mourn, sound, break, I love you, I miss you, hard, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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