It is sunday again - M. A. - E-Book

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M. A.

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A collection of poetry about how the idea of life evolves and changes. About how truth can vary and what displacement can do to you. And still beauty and sorrow being always around. 'I broke my own heart at least a thousand times by answering the questions about life in a way nobody should'

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Isn’t it ironic

How we sometimes need to bleed

In order to feel?

How we lock our thoughts

While we should set them free?

To hide

I can tell you are broken

By the way

You don’t talk about the things you love

Like you used to

I know I’m hiding

Behind metaphors

No one seems to understand

But I’m dying trying

to show you their meaning

In the day

In the night

There is a different light

And you are a different type

We’ve been talking for hours

Ignoring the things that are unsaid

Now we are moving closer

Like nothing happened

While drifting so far away

From each other

- I cannot feel you anymore

She was brave and strong

They loved it

It was inspiring and challenging

They loved the woman she was

But wanted the girl she could be

And so

Without even noticing

They loved her for selfish reasons

And in the end

Let the girl down

While the woman had left long ago

The days pass by

Every second

Numbs me

A little more

All that is left

Is a shadow

Of myself

Not able to feel a thing

And not sure if it wanted to

No one even wants to talk about it

Now imagine

You would have to live with it

Day by day

Seeing the scars

Day by day

Lying awake

Every night

Just so you would not have to dream about it

They forced the girl to grow up

Now blame the woman

For what she has become

Here I lay again

Breathing heavily

Moaning in your ear

Screaming your name

Pulling you closer

Just so I don’t have to

Look at your face

Until this nightmare finally ends

Now it is nothing left

But a body

And a soul

Separated