black and white photo of the facade of an abandoned stone house

Things Abandoned

Things Abandoned (prompt)

My heart can't house things abandoned
For my heart will loudly sadly crack
And will escape, all things maddened 
While I’ll loudly scream, tortured on a rack

It will leave my body stranded, tired
Filled with morosities and blue colours
Stuffed with shaking bones all battered 
Where not even a grey sky make it offers

A fear of bitter abandonment —
A nightmare that once became alive
Where traumatism became all significant
And where I was drowning before I could dive

My heart can't house things abandoned 
They flirted with my mind and I got burned,
Everything around me got so saddened 
And sadly, coming to me, I knew I learned 

I can't be a sky abandoned to itself —
Stuck between dark spaces and land it can't touch;
Could it be aware of its vast lonely blue lands
Or is it plunged in deep sleep, asleep that much?

But I love to see them all, these things, places 
All abandoned in the hands and embrace of peace,
Left alone in the wild, places without faces —
And that nobody else is given their keys.

-Eiravel-




   

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