my struggle with silence

Oblivion

When forehead bears weight

Time fails to unburden,

It is the heart that needs sedating.

 

Eyes, witnesses of history, know more

The struggle to forget. Why look?

Days are luckier. They die.

Resurrect amnesiac; live on in serenity or wonder

Where wreckage spilled from.

It is easier to sew yourself up if you forget

How you tore. But you must know, or die

Chasing after fading suns at Atlantic’s core

 

Grieve lasts too long it replaces

Reality once lived

Life is never good enough,

There is no good time to host death

Life bears, if one for everyone, fruit, edible

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