a Poem by Raquel Swann

Set to music. (Click the links for a better experience)

Gravel beneath my feet may weary my aching body, but,

I choose to run

Away from doors closed behind me

Echoes of your voice linger

Bouncing off mountains in the distance.

It’s haunting.

Why did you speak your thoughts?

Why were mine so important?

If I never saw your face again

It would be too soon.

This is what is feels like

Pondering what would have been

Had I never uttered my feelings

Burned bridges in my heart

Torn apart by magnificent explosions

a blue dream faded into darkness.

Frustrated by memories

Fluttering hopes crushed

Farewell to an old world

A tired way of thinking

Confidently lost

Searching for me


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