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A terrible, nonsensical poetry and others - 16. Chapter 16 Peace, Grieve and Growth

It felt like the first cold drop of rain from a cloudy dark sky

The sound of rain falling on the rooftop, 

Against the window,

Tapping, 

Knocking against the burdened mind,

The house darker than nature`s sky,

and its inhabitants,

Who`s fingernails caked with both seen and unseen blood,

I had ripped out my own hair, 

All out of grieve and worry,

Before eventually my own pained haunted eyes stared back,

I didn`t know brown could burn like fire and amber, 

Almost drowning the blue rings circling them.

"Look at us" The cry was, painful. 

"Our potentials. I-

I. I can`t look my potential squandered by past ghost like this"

"I can`t bear it!" The mirror, the eyes screamed

The pain and regret was too much to bear, 

My heart felt like it was squeezed,

It felt like a mirror that burst into a thousand pieces 

and it scream and scream

Until the truth tumble out of my own lips, 

Like a confession of my sins,

A prayer to myself,

Begging for my own forgiveness,  

Pain, Regret, Grieve, Realization

Things that could be,

Oh sweet regret, how it chocked us.

I wished I could kill it,

I wish I could do things differently, 

So I did. 
 

A/N I was mentally recovering, got a better job and still as tired but at least the cog machine finally has the right cogs and running. Slowly but surely

I thought I did recover but turns out all I did was pulled through with whatever strength left. I am sure I look good bald but still, I worked hard for this hair and to ruin it is stupid now that everything has passed. 
 

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22 hours ago, Parker Owens said:

I can feel the pain of confronting regret in this. 

Aw, thank you. I am happy to hear that. Made the regret I feel a bit less hahaha *coughed*

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