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Personal Piece- Contains upsetting material - Desperation sucks, a poem.
Ihaven't written in a loooong time. This poem isn't meant to be beautiful or to flow. It's jagged and raw and felt good to write. It also probably doesn't make sense to an outsider :p There's a wee bit of language and possible triggering. Feed back is totally welcome.
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Cuts for clarity.
Cuts for clarity.
Cuts for clarity.
My mind is empty while it races
around you.
The yearning deep inside my ****
has no imagination.
My tears are dry
and wet
and slipping away.
I miss you.
I miss him.
Is love divided love at all?
What does it mean to settle?
I'm sick of asking questions.
I want answers.
Hello?! Where is my goddamn advice?!
Questions.
I just want your hugs.
and your kisses.
and to be in your dreams.
Do you still not dream?
I had a nightmare today and I woke shouting your name.
Your name.
Not his name.
I'm moving forward while still looking back.
What happens when I face the other way?
The past is easier to bear.
Ha, bear, Bear.
You were once mine.
And I let you
go.
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