HOUSE POET 💥💫💥💥💥💥💫💥💥💥
@peacewriter51
In shadows deep where silence weeps,
A heart heavy with unshed tears,
Each sigh, a ghost of dreams that sleep,
Haunted by unspoken fears.
The world outside, a distant hum,
Yet, it echoes loud within my chest,
In solitude, my thoughts will drum,
A restless heart that knows no rest.
Beneath the weight of weary skies,
Where hopes once soared, now faintly tread,
I search for light through tear-stained eyes
Yet, they find a path that angels dread.
But in this sadness, soft and frail,
A thread of strength begins to weave,
For even in despair’s harsh veil,
There lies the beauty of belief.
So let the sorrow ebb and flow,
A tide that moulds the very clay,
For this pain, new blossoms grow,
And from the dusk, we greet the day.
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