《Shards of Sugar (2022 - x) - [Poetry By Eclipse 3]》hello
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I've been overanalysing.
I shouldn't have been so compromising,
but I couldn't even help myself, it seemed.
Driving myself crazy, not being able to see the shiny things that gleamed
in life before my eyes,
Because I made my mind too loud for sanity.
Plunging myself into insanity.
I could say, that I wish what happened didn't happen.
But there's no point in crying over spilt milk.
Besides, now I'm getting the dark to lighten
it.
To come out of it
the same person I was before.
Never again will my mind be sore
from thoughts.
The battles I fought.
Besides, it's like what they all say, 'if it'll be, it'll be'.
And it's so true, truly, truly.
Poetry, poetry,
should always be my only therapy, therapy.
But it's fine.
I can get through this because I'm fine.
All is fine.
And you should be fine too,
dear reader.
And if you're not then you'll be fine, too, dearest, reader.
I just need to do more and think less,
that I confess,
because nothing's ever that deep.
It isn't worth loosing your sleep
over.
Let this be over.
So just be how you used to be,
be sweet like honey.
You're only sabotaging yourself,
Yes, me, myself
and I.
Need to see I to I.
It's okay, everyone has their trials on Earth,
and one day, we'll all be lifted up from this Earth.
To a better place, a better state.
To better destiny, a better fate.
Just need to reclaim that silence, that faith.
Need to stay away from the darkened wraith
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in my head.
Now enough has been said.
Breathe, and be.
Relax, and see
that to be
is just to be.
That living normally
with a clear mind
is easy,
see?
How sweet the taste of satisfaction is.
Let all your worries float to the top of the bottle like fizz.
Fizzing away to non-existence.
The only thing they won't have is persistence.
Goodbye worries.
Greetings zen.
Stay here, in the moment, like you used to.
And remember, that there's a million,
or even a billion,
other people who are in the same position as you.
You know it's true,
because it's a fact,
as a matter of fact.
Let the acidic fizz bubble up to the sun.
Let the sun burn the fizz and watch the fizz run
to its death.
Now, breathe, let out that breath.
And smile
even if it's been a while
since you did.
Ever since you forbid
yourself for no reason of logic.
Never again will you be illogical.
Now all's fantastical
again.
Again, thank God.
Now I'm like glowing goldenrod.
Yellow with joy.
Now I'm the boy
I used to be.
Finally.
Release acrimony
like floating fizz.
Peace is his
at last.
And it happened so fast!
You do you, no one cares.
Let go of all of your cares.
Do exactly what you want to do,
what you used to do.
Never be this blue,
because you only affect you.
I know it's obvious, but you need to hear this, yes you.
So banish blue,
in return for yellow,
and to calmness say "Hello".
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