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Sensations swirling upon the frozen heart

For what result?

The thawing of pain, and now it overflows

Regret, regret, the past is a friend not erased.

Heart, beat not for a dream that has yet to start,

But to just declare it so, an impossibility

As impossible as stopping tides from rising,

Stopping the moonlight's silver from shining,

Stopping a love-poisoned soul

From wandering aimlessly around

Stopping oxygen from filling ravenous lungs...



Think, think, I cannot think

For the mind is filled with restless dreams

And its effect a reflection of needs and wants

On the needy heart whose fate it taunts.

Unable to hinder, too violent to stop,

Like drowning in a pool of fantasies

Too deep to fathom,

Lifted out of space and time

Into the turbulent waters

You are creating with love,

Unstoppable sinking and sinking,

Lost in sensations,

And never again to be found.



Why do we wish for these things to stop?

In truth we don't. And so,



Sensations swirling upon the heart

For now just let them flow.

And for what result? I don't know.