July 13th, 2024
I crave the warmth
I miss the moment it feels weight has lifted, that the pain no matters
But relief is temporary
There’s no erasing the black moments, the empty thoughts devoid of recollection
Warm rivers lead to hot shame
A reluctance to admit dependence
A heavy weight, ever greater after every relief
Relieving only in short sight, desolate in the long run
Escapism is no solution
Hidden in the shadows, no friends alongside
Your own memory turns against you, erasing moments pure and twisted
Living with twisted shades born from fluid flames
Swim out of this flammable demise
Every stroke closer to the surface
The pain ebbs as surface nears
Trust that new paths lead to better futures
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