Monday, August 21, 2023

The Day I Choose to Die

By: Amorbaby1987

Upon the stage of life's grand theater,

I stood at the crossroads, fate's own seer,

A decision so grave, the world held its breath,

The day I chose to embrace my own death.


With a heart heavy as lead and eyes like fire,

I sought to escape the pain, the mire,

The burdens that weighed on my weary soul,

A symphony of sorrow, a story untold.


The sun cast its final golden kiss,

As I ventured into the abyss,

A path shrouded in shadows and despair,

A journey to a world beyond compare.


The winds whispered secrets of the unknown,

As I walked this path, utterly alone,

The echoes of my past danced in the air,

A tapestry of memories, both foul and fair.


In the realm where stars refused to shine,

I faced the specters of my own design,

Regrets and dreams, entwined in a dance,

As I stood on fate's edge, ready to advance.


Yet, in that moment, a revelation profound,

A voice within me, a heartbeat's resound,

Life's tapestry, a mosaic of pain and delight,

A symphony of struggles, a dance of light.


With newfound strength, I cast off the shroud,

A phoenix rising from ashes, unbowed,

The day I chose to die was not an end,

But a rebirth, a chance to mend.


I embraced the scars, both old and new,

A warrior forged, tested and true,

No longer defined by the fear of the night,

I emerged from the darkness, into the light.


The day I chose to die, I found my life,

A symphony of strength, a battle rife,

With each breath, a testament to thrive,

A tale of resilience, forever alive.

Tuesday, August 8, 2023

Resurgence of the Soul: A Journey from Shadows

By: Amorbaby1987

In shadows cast, a man resides,

A heart once full, now torn inside,

Lost in a sea of heavy thoughts,

His will to live, a battle fought.


Once vibrant eyes, now dimmed and gray,

A spirit once ablaze, now fades away,

He walks a path of solitude,

In search of light, his heart subdued.


The weight of life upon his chest,

A weary soul in need of rest,

But deep within, a spark remains,

A flicker of hope, despite the chains.


Oh, let him know, this world still cares,

Amidst his struggles, pains, and snares,

For in the darkness, hands extend,

To lift him up, to mend, befriend.


With tender words and gestures small,

We'll show him he's not doomed to fall,

For life's a tapestry of highs and lows,

And through the darkness, a sunrise grows.


In time, his strength may find its way,

A will to live, a brighter day,

For every heartache can slowly mend,

And in compassion, hearts can mend.

I Must Rest Here a Moment

  I must rest here a moment, though the sky still burns, And the echoes of battle take their turns. The earth feels soft, though stained and...