🌧 Sad Poetry Post 🌧
Sometimes, the heaviest storms are the ones we carry inside.
Here’s a piece of my heart, wrapped in silence, spoken through verse:
"Empty Rooms"
The room remembers what I try to forget,
Footsteps fading where your laughter once met.
Walls echo names I no longer call,
And pictures still hang, though they’ve witnessed it all.
I water the flowers that withered last year,
Pretending they bloom when no one is near.
And every goodbye, like a ghost, still remains—
A shadow of love, now haunting my veins.
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Sometimes poetry says what the voice cannot.
If you're feeling this—you're not alone. 💔
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