I don't have happy things to write today
I don't have anything I want to say
I don't have words to express this
Darkness  merging into oceanic abyss

I don't have hate to consume me
I don't have enough love to let it be
I don't have passion to see this through
If only I could go back, start anew

Half formed regrets gnaw at the soul
Where there was my  heart, there's a hole
If  my wings weren't clipped I'd reach for the sky
I'd fly, fly, fly to you---in the blink of an eye

Instead I  tightly pack away my dreams
My heart echoing my silent screams
A manufactured smile now plastered across my face
Empty eyes but  hey it's okay--Hope is a happy place

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        **************© 2019 Preeti Shenoy

 

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