Hearts break yet we still love,venturing into certain despair and sadness,heeding less to the voice of reason,throwing caution to the wind.Finally meeting the inevitable and questioning the decency of true affection.
Friends betray yet are still made.Considered dear and eternal like the romance of a scholar and his books.Backstabbing is erased from the painting with heavy strokes masking the undeniable pains strong enough to be enslaved to paranoia for all eternity.
Life is bitter yet we still live.Losing our innocence to its cruelty.We smiled with glowing eyes until our happiness was robbed by its bitterness and depression.Death fails to make it easy for we are not certain of the outcomes of the afterlife.
INSPIRATION
Its really difficult to fully grasp what motivated this poem.I guess it's a mix of feelings based on events which I have experienced.
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