Bittersweet

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I am omnipresent

But perceiving me is not rare; nor hard to find

I am every king, ruler, and every pathetic man’s fatal friend

I roam far and wide, but for many I claim daily

Some in tears, many in fear

Riding away with you in my chariot, I see thy life

Hatred, anger, love and happiness

The ringing of laughter, the taste of saltiness of ones tears

These are but some of your memories

Try as I might to lock these up

But they seem to be freed of ones own accord

For I am unable to touch, nor destroy it

Yet one’s memories interest me

It’s filled with one’s unrequited longing… regret

For something they’ll never obtain

Their Achilles' heel for not being able to hide and lick one’s wounds

But instead be repeatedly stabbed, always yearning

I feel the need to console, comfort them even

But it’s impossible, because I will only bring more pain

Because for every hope I want to fulfill

I fail, for I am the very epitome of one’s calamity

Collecting souls each day, whilst awaiting my next vision

Of freshly picked memoirs

 

 

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