Fade

hastywords:

Sometimes I see beauty in sadness, for it is the sadness that suggests there was once joy.

Originally posted on From Cold to Fire:

Fade

Loneliness has no place in my empty bed

full of dreams and fierce desires,

unpracticed love stored away almost dead

among memories of those now gone,

such heat a strong spark requires

when the cold remains until dawn.

~

Options dwindle in the face of harsh reality

cruel life choices leading to the cold

pushed ahead by time facing my mortality,

cold that clings to my solitary skin

while my story becomes old

and all I am slowly dissipates within.

H.O.

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