Silent nights, overpowering imaginations thinking while being in despair holding fragments standing between the process of hanging on, or moving forward. The expectations of the four-letter word present itself in certain criteria’s that contain the energy of one’s mind. Intercepting the word love. Patient bitter sweet emotion corresponding the stems beneath the flesh, its relentless, trapping innocents searching for none other than to call someone theirs. Never thinking of what the consequences of giving the affection where credit isn’t due. Transparent expressions slowly begin a new façade known as hate. Shallow breathes hold you steady as that single image leaves an imprint on what could never be wrapping onto your thoughts gripping every intensified craving pulsating its energy finding a need. Soon knowing that you are indeed in a fragile structure. As if you are reborn into this world looking at yourself for the right answers hoping to never take a leap of faith. Crashing through existence named pain in Magnitude of injustice. The value of being vulnerable presents itself in a raw state area known to be where your heart once lived. Reality strikes, loneliness is the new company. Only settling for a new beginning time, to heal, grow, knowing your better self equally resisting the four letters of acknowledgement cascading to finally setting yourself free.
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