Taken away left

here stories tell

of my search it’s

darkly propelled.

Solar flames jet

passed my eyes.

My discovery is

here as ink dries.

Shall I leave sad

or joyfully rejoice?

I think for now

sad is my choice.

From the deep it

rises up to a top

at what I might do,

my eyes do scoff.

I’ll fade away so

what I leave here

in this moment I

beg you to hear.

Fade away time it

digs into my flesh.

I have memories I

do get off my chest.

Let me fade away

as I expel my fire.

For heavy is a load

born inside an ire.

Flee I will go on so

I leave images here.

For expelled I tell a

hell so it dissapears.

That last smile was

the best part of me.

Since then has left

all of my sane sanity.

I hurt my dear I cry

now that I see what

it was that I loved is

at wrists bled I cut.

I am so numb now

pain I call it friend.

I dwell on it often so

here I do fade again.

8 Comments Add yours

  1. kristianw84 says:

    Gahh! Jared, your words are so moving. This one moved me to tears.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thanks Kristian. Just being brutally honest and addressing a little hurt I have inside. But all is well. 😁

      Liked by 1 person

      1. kristianw84 says:

        Good to know! πŸ€—

        Liked by 1 person

  2. Stella says:

    Great full of emotion post Jared! Hope you are well?!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Couldn’t be better my friend. All smiles. 😁😊😁😊

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Stella says:

        I’m so glad Jared! Your smiles are the best. 😊😊😊😊πŸ€ͺ

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  3. PurpleStar says:

    Beautiful πŸ™‚

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