no signals yet

the endless pursuit for hope takes its toll on me

the dilemma is, some parts in me awakened

and some

fell deeper into the void

 

the connections between our constellations are incomplete

 

i have yet to embrace my resolve

where every you isnt a bad dream

and every bad dream doesnt confine me in torment

 

the raining of what-ifs

pouring from the clouds

 

the hidden flaws of the moon

revealed by the eclipse

 

the silent ocean where no waves

are ever coming back.

 

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