The Miserable Soul
The Miserable Soul

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My heart aches in misery
And there is no story
left to be told
Every day I lose fragments of my memory
Forgetting makes me bold Isolation calms others
For me, it makes me hear my screaming voice
Memories broke my wings to tiny feathers
All that is left within me is the noise.
My eyes are heavy but without tears
I have no strength to break down
These moments feel like years
When my soul feels too burdened to mourn.