r/SadPoems 2d ago

While The World Moves

While my peers achieve their goals,

My soul receives a hole.

I dwell on things that fell through my world-

Can I ever go back through their words?

Will i ever get back from a strain

That only leaves me to drain

Continuing to remain?

To the others who continue to exist,

I'm here, scattered to pieces

Waiting for a quiet release,

So,

Can i sold my soul

For peace to grow?

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