Paul CliveMay 20, 20231 min readThe Lucky OneI just fall apartWatch it all collapseCrumblingBurning downAshes overhead Hurting lungsHardly breathingBut still crying outWishing I could helpKnowing suffocationThis echo locationBut you just don't hearBurnt by this toxicityOnly want to set you freeBut cut off andCut out of the runningYou travel like a ghostThrough these hallowed veinsI long to lift you upInto the light you craveSunset over and over againLocked outEden abandonedBut never forbiddenGuileless and honestSeeking your guidanceWhether lost or foundI just need answersI just need to breatheSpeak to meThrough brittle branchesAnd fablesFabricating a reasonTo remain here anchoredIn seas I've all but cursedShips I should abandonI've already got a lung fullBut I'd give up all the oxygenYou've already forced the air outI'm gasping nowIn fickle watersA false faith keptIn closeted prayersA treasured chestA failing questionVoices fadingFishing, waitingHoping, prayingIn offered handsMade to be idleStill making standsReady to fireA weapon woundAnd neatly forgottenA passion boundAnd surreptitiously ignoredBut in this tired pleaI wish upon the billionth starBanking on just youTo turn out to be the lucky oneAnd for me to fall apartWatch it coalesce Building upTo happiness The Lucky OnePhoto Credit: Johannes Plenio, Pexels, https://www.instagram.com/jplenio/
I just fall apartWatch it all collapseCrumblingBurning downAshes overhead Hurting lungsHardly breathingBut still crying outWishing I could helpKnowing suffocationThis echo locationBut you just don't hearBurnt by this toxicityOnly want to set you freeBut cut off andCut out of the runningYou travel like a ghostThrough these hallowed veinsI long to lift you upInto the light you craveSunset over and over againLocked outEden abandonedBut never forbiddenGuileless and honestSeeking your guidanceWhether lost or foundI just need answersI just need to breatheSpeak to meThrough brittle branchesAnd fablesFabricating a reasonTo remain here anchoredIn seas I've all but cursedShips I should abandonI've already got a lung fullBut I'd give up all the oxygenYou've already forced the air outI'm gasping nowIn fickle watersA false faith keptIn closeted prayersA treasured chestA failing questionVoices fadingFishing, waitingHoping, prayingIn offered handsMade to be idleStill making standsReady to fireA weapon woundAnd neatly forgottenA passion boundAnd surreptitiously ignoredBut in this tired pleaI wish upon the billionth starBanking on just youTo turn out to be the lucky oneAnd for me to fall apartWatch it coalesce Building upTo happiness The Lucky OnePhoto Credit: Johannes Plenio, Pexels, https://www.instagram.com/jplenio/
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