a two-part free verse poetry...

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ANXIETY

Shadows clouding the compartments of what store thoughts within,
To those who have pure intentions showered with exploit.
For the wishes of being mended will not be heard,
The glass will continue to break,  shards by shards—to pieces—to dust,
What is trust when it's long gone?

Sick feelings of doubt serves like a chain that holds captive.
The chilling feeling of neglect cause someone to run away,
Miles away from that of the bliss of support.
Nor believe to the comfort of warmth,
That may wither away just like before,
Time did ended all that had happened,
But a scar will long remain.

A battle everyday fought,
Calm is never an option to the the sea who's action is hard to predict,
For the mind is like waves; it can calm but it can also brew a storm,
The lips can only echo a silent prayer,
Hoping not to be dragged to the depths.

GUARDIAN ANGEL

If the eyes cannot close,  neither the sight will never leave,
Everyday as tears flow,  so is the sadness of those who remained vowing to guard.
Those who cannot be seen by naked eye,  but the warmth can be felt that touches the soul,
They're as bright as ray of sunshine,
When you're on your most happy days. 

The guidance who reprimands but is gentle,
Like a friend in a summer days,
But yet the memories of the pain made by humanity,
The stabs that every hand that offered to extend to you,
Make you question even those who truly support you.
For all the spoken promises they had made,
Never did they break,
Nor forsake.

Defeating the demons created by human's inability to empathize is not an easy feat,
The shadows crawls as you try to get a goodnight sleep,
The voices that triggers when you dare to forward,
But for those who never left,
Silently watching and guiding,
You're more than what you think.

To those angels that never gave up,
Even those they guard blessed the name—stubborn,
For all who is always there,  sending cheers,
Believing in hope is becoming hard,
But as you are the symbol of moving forward,
An apology and a gratitude my lips will speak,
An oath sealed in stone,
”I will never give up. ”