Sunday, April 17, 2016

The Morning After.

Clarity reaches the mind, the heart is no where to be found.
All this happens in the morning.
I want to be alone she said out loud.
These words spoke volumes to her story that was still unknown.
Her heart was empty.
She couldn't let go of the past, couldn't help but feel as though her love was used and abused.
Time and time again, she recalled all this in the morning.
When dreams reflected everything her heart desired.
When time couldn't quite grasp what it was her mind could.
When all the colors and sounds she ever knew turned to nothing.
All of this happened in the morning.
That heavy feeling in her heart, followed by that hollowness in her mind.
Reaching out for help when no one is even there.

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