Mar 24, 2025

Last Rhythm to Embrace - MGS


Embraced the last rhythm,
Trying hard to pretend and be still,
"Be happy now for tomorrow,"
Grief will be the shelter, my friend.

Chasing rainbows of hope,
Assurance washed away,
Kiss goodbye, try not to cry,
Hold on tight, dare tears to stay.

That day, a nightmare open,
Grief shields a heavy silence,
Tears sustain a hunger desires,
In this chaos, I’m bound and stuck.

Longing, dying, craziness of craving,
I can’t give it another try,
Yet in the depths of sorrow,
I’ll learn to rise, not just survive.


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