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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Experience · #1483891

Rising from the flames anew.

I gave everything just to please you, and you hurt me, tearing my heart asunder, leaving my soul to wander. I stare into this void of blackness with its dark waves crashing with an intensity never before seen; I feel its pull on my consciousness, yearning for me to be within its depths of despair and agony.

I cannot fight; the pull is too great. I feel myself launching head first down deep beneath those inky black waves. I feel I’m losing myself, forgetting who I once was. I feel as if I’ll never return again…

From out of nowhere a beacon draws me back, and pulls…no yanks my form away from the ocean of misery. This light pulses with strength unbound, with a wild nature fore it can never be tame, its brilliant pureness shown to the world in many bright colors, but the most dominate being that of the ever-illuminating white, so pure in its nature.

The beautiful ray engulfs everything for as far as the eye can see. When it hits me, I feel hopeful; it gives me the strength to move on, and fight the good fight once more with hope that this time I can score. I’ll find someone that will not leave me, or walk out my door, and find that one who will love me to my core, not leave me for dead on the cold hardwood floor.

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