A candlelight dinner with none to share with
The conflict of your own identity
Never to touch the hand of serenity
Having news to share but none to tell
Losing all hopes and desires: a living shell
Like a lake with no water
Like a forest with no animals
The feeling in your heart a gaping hole
All hope lost, never to be found
Emptiness engulfs your entire being whole
Beaten, brutally beaten to the cold ground
Like a maze with no exit—true horror story alive
No worse feeling ever to be felt
No life to live: simply survive.
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A perfect dinner with all loved ones
No cursed conflict to be found
within self or anywhere around
Always bliss is having a listening ear
All hopes kept and none to disappear
A rich lake with waves of blue
A free forest green and lush
The feeling in your heart a full cloud
Only hope to be seen, felicity abound
A bright light pulling you in so loud
Clouds of hope around you are wound
Like a perfect song you know by heart
No better feeling ever to be felt
Never at the end: always at the start.
About the Creator
Erika Marie
I've loved writing ever since I was a small child. I write fiction and more recently, non-fiction. I want to create change through my writing. If I can positively affect even one person, that would be incredible.
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