• Wounds

    by  • April 16, 2018 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 0 Comments

    There are wounds that won’t heal..
    A smokey tear stained eye
    That sees fragments of a once beautiful world
    There is an eruption that flabberghasts
    the most doting saint
    Anger becomes plausible.
    Denial meets in secret.
    There is so much pain in feeling
    this alone
    Let it crash and collide
    Sink in the ventricles until
    it spouts for new beginnings.
    Craving to see beyond the rain splatter
    Beyond your adieu and the world
    that crashed down
    when eyes weren’t polished.
    Hoping to feed the pain
    Hoping these wounds will heal.

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