Unfastened
I don't fear the dimness in obscurity,
In any case, the obscurity in the light,
who is more lost than one who sees no way out in a room with an entryway?
A room with no rooftop? no walls?
A room that doesn't exist yet in that frame of mind of ones mind?
what is valid entanglement in the event that not the one nobody can see?
You can not find a key since there is no key,
Since there is no enclosure,
Since there is no jail,
What's more, the banging you hear isn't of metal cups against bars yet soul against tissue,
You can not follow your direction back home,
The way you've strolled on keeps no impressions,
Your previous taunts you from a nearby however far distance with the bliss you once lived,
Joy whose taste darkens gradually from your tongue,
You do whatever it takes not to yet have no choice except for to awaken,
So you awaken to a reality you wish was a fantasy,
A reality where your grin resides in a photo secured in a cabinet you won't ever open,
A reality where the commitments you once made yourself are currently just an outsider's unusual words.
~Unconventional~
@fortheeccentric
With out me
Embracing me from the two sides,
Compelling a grin and clasping hands,
My folks provided me with my last visit through the house
What's more, it struck me how,
The house actually felt something similar.
It hit me how little,
My nonattendance will be seen.
At the point when I fall through the entryway,
Like I've won't ever be here.
My presence disappears,
A feeling of memory.
No more they'll grin or chuckle,
At the point when they contemplate me.
My face went with,
With profound despairing.
So happiness will attempt to fill,
The spaces I left until,
Not any more my follow you'll find,
With out me
Embracing me from the two sides,
Compelling a grin and clasping hands,
My folks provided me with my last visit through the house
What's more, it struck me how,
The house actually felt something similar.
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