Departed

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Sinking in a pool 
of unfathomable events,
trying to figure out,
trying to reset,
the life that we live today
even if we know
that there’s no way.

In a world that forgets
faces,names,and places.
In this world full of regrets,
pain,fear,and loneliness.
We battle alienation.
Align to its conformation,
and lose our identification.

And the day came,
when we and the world are one.
In our hands we hold
a long-sought equity.
Finally deprived
this world with inferiority.
We live.We desire.We control.

Yet,we still feel like
waking up in the same mornings.
Our feet above the ground.
Our heads below the clouds.
Everything laid bare by the sun.
Every side,every corner
the change was inexistent.

Once again,
we try to figure out,we try to reset.
The life that we thought we wanted,
isn’t the life that our Master planted
in the core of our beings and souls.
There lies the comfort and peace,
the mark of our true identities.
-HushedNoise

Remember?

We will never stop turning the pages.

Even when the time comes that we just want to.

 

Remember when you first saw his face?When he… first held your hand?

When the night stood still and the fireworks danced in the sky?

When you heard nothing but his sweet confession of a love that was never lost?

Remember?

 

Remember how the strings of your lives ran across each other,

When they were knitted together but eventually got tangled?

When there was no other way but to cut the strings to set the two of you free?

Remember?

 

Remember,your most precious memories are hidden in your most painful nights.

Masked by darkness,you can always see through a spark of light.

And so you continue turning the pages,but you never forget.

-Hushed Noise