I pretend to never care
That your silence overpowers
Me, a constant dull ache
I wish you knew
I wish you cared
I wish you’d love
Me, once again.
Tag heartbreak
Faucet
The love I held for you
Was such an intimate part of myself
That your translucent face haunting
My lonely heart has direct access
To the faucet of my tears
Delicate
My heart tears
For every whip
That lashed
Across tender
Skin
My eyes well
For every slice
That cut
Across delicate
Layers
I cry
For every time
I made myself
Worth less
Illusion
Without the magic
Of the highest highs
And the lowest lows
The waiting, anticipating,
Hoping, thrilling
To be remembered
To be kissed
To be loved
Each day morphs into night
Each night morphs into day
My life is without light
My heart is without hope
My flesh is without fantasy
And the most powerful magic is
Illusion
He’s Gone
He’s lost to me –
My heart is as empty as
An ever-expanding hole of
The blackest space
He is dead to me
And yet my mind cannot comprehend
My flesh cannot accept
My dreams cannot understand
That he is gone from me
And never coming back
I Miss Him
I thought I saw him today but I was mistaken, but before I was mistaken I felt that jolt in my stomach of butterflies, and then I thought I heard him and this time I was not mistaken, he appeared out of nowhere all cheerful and with people and then disappeared again so quickly, he never greeted and I never greeted, and my heart is broken, the pieces are scattered all over the floor because I simply
Miss him
Empty
I pushed you away
Now I want you so bad –
Life without you leads
Me to cry into an empty
Bed
Surfaced
Just when
I thought it was over
You decided to say hello
Just when
My scars had healed
You surfaced once again
Just when
Your face had faded
It showed itself once more
But I know
It was you and me
Never us, and never will be
Night
A family in Sydney lost their eldest son (19) a few years back. He was punched in a random one-punch attack while out in the city one night with his girlfriend. The perpetrator was under the influence.
Yesterday his younger brother was found dead. Also at the age of 19. I cannot comprehend how the parents are expected to cope. Losing both sons at the age of 19 four years apart. Unimaginable pain and loss. Never ending.
Love your loved ones please, tomorrow their day might be night.
Alone
I sit alone
And watch the sky
I watch the clouds
Go floating by
I sit awhile
And think of you
I think of all
That we went through
And I know that
I never have
And never will
Love anyone
As much as my heart
Cries out every day
Every hour
For you
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