Ballad of the Broken Hearted

by locust

I want to cry a little bit

and I know exactly why.

I cannot help but feel adrift

when in my bones do lie

the sore regret of bitter choice

made by none but I.

There is a lovely irony

that comes when the sky is blue.

A clearness in the atmosphere

which is not felt in you.

And yet we find our soul defined

by its mockng hue.

In hearts exist an oddly grief

put there by spurned potential.

The effort put to vocalize,

not inconsequential.

That which tides did put asunder

I still hold as deferential.

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I believe the emotion here is sadness. Overwhelming and profound sadness triggered by grief, guilt, and regret. Sometimes a story ends and it leaves you with emptiness. It's okay to sit in that emptiness and contemplate how good it used to be.

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Sometimes there is regret that comes with a right decision.

Ballad of the Broken Hearted

by locust

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