𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚜

Don't you think we are born knowing how to disappear—

how to smile even as the hourglass bleeds.

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Every promise is a stitched-together thing;

every fading morning, a memory forgetting itself.

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The stars we love are dead before we see them.

The gods we pray to are echoes of our own need.

The hands that raise us tremble, too.

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No one tells you:

the heart can love itself into ruin,

the dream can drown you sweeter than sea.

Even the strongest voices fade,

whispered out by a wind no one sees.

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But still, we carve names into trees

as if bark could remember.

Still, we chase the fleeting ends of days

as if the sun could warm us forever.

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It is terrifying- those serpents that coil beneath.

how beauty and break are a bundle pack,

how the truth and lie are siblings, both able to bare teeth

And hand in hand they are able to switch and swap back.

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And enjoying time is like pouring fine wine into river

Every drop diluted irreversibly, you'll never get it back

You can only hope it was time well spend as it fades into a sliver

in a water so unforgiving and endless, where memories shimmer

before vanishing like mist in morning, Time growing dimmer-.

Was it worth it?

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And still-

we love,

we fall,

we build golden towers out of dust.

Before we knock them down in rage

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Because a scary truth

is not the fall-

it’s how we willingly burn to fly,

when we could safely walk under blue sky.

Notes:

I ended up posting two today because I completely forgot yesterday (oops 😅). Anyway, hope you enjoy the extra dose!