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Squall

January 16, 2024
By Anonymous

From where I bare, cold woke thy breathing storm.

Paced where I lied, frost cap fingertips bake.

Merge thy spirit, for what these flames cant form.


Flame of ambition, burns deep in this dorm.

Smoldering heat tears, red arteries make.

My love now, faded limbs like a worm.


When these flames pass, the storm shall swarm.

Radiating heat now new frost I take.

Where this I shall live, consumed and deformed.


The baring land of my heart, I perform

chilling under zero into ice lakes,

places where not scorched flames may inform.


The tragedy of these tragedies transform.

Reflections on future mirrors until I wake,

into dark plated ferries I conform.


But until those ferries must warm,

And another planted seed is raked

in soil I cant hold, but new reformed,

spirits to thrive on this rock from the storm


The author's comments:

Piece about mental health I thought I would share.


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