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this wish of mine
it seems that i cannot hide,
the truth of the d̙̬͡a̮͜r̹͇̖ḱn̜̘̞̗͚͘e̷̖̗s͕͍͕s͔̟͎̗̯͝
clinging, grasping, scraping
f̶̭̯͈̹̪̞e͕̜͘a̱r ͙̺̹̝̰̫̟s̜͓͖̱̗̙t̤͇i̛̘̭̣l͇l̶͉̙͇̟̼̣͇ ̺͖̮̦̥̼̣g̹̻̟̳̠͔r̞̠̩͍͔̝̳o̝͖̲w̺͚̳̺i̙̬̼̻͔̙ͅn̡̞͇̝̗g̺̥̥,̪̩ ͢ͅi͚̘̣̱̯̤̬ ̙f͉̙͔͉a͔͈̝͔ḷ͢l͎͉̹͚̕ ͚̣͎d̼͉e̦̜̠̦èp̨e̤͚͍̼̖r̶̺̜̺
but you want this too and my resolve crumbles
e̮̼̮̘v̸͕̫̳̮͙̣e̕r͏ ̮͝g̸͍̤̤̩̞̰r̡̟̝͈͇ow̶̯i͇̱ń̥͔g͏̩̜͓̼, ̞̗̥̩p͖͕̫̪̠͟ͅa̘̯̱͖̩̮r͏̳͓͍a̯̳͚̙̘d̪̗̦̥̹̭͖o̬͉̜͚͘x̹͙̻̗͉̀i̟̤̪c͚͚͢a̙l,̣̱́ͅ ͕̠̜͓͎̜͔p̷͖͉͍u͔͓̠̠̱s̬͍̮h̠͉͠ͅ ̨̯m͍͍̙͠ͅe͉͎̣̳̣̰ ͍͖ͅo̵f̮͓̯̗͙̥̩f̞̪̭̭̣́ ̗̳̭͔̣̥t͙̦͉̥͇̹̗͢h͔e̫.̞̹̝̙̼̜͠.̶.̧̦̰̰͚̗͎ͅ
edge, i have fallen. tenter hooks pierce my
f̷l͚̜͚̖̙͍͡e͍̹s̩̮̗̹̪h͚͚͎̜͈,̢͓̦̥̼̯̩͙ ͝r̸i͙͚̟p̭ṕ͍͍̪͎i̜̻̙̙n̛̪͖̙̱̠̘̺g̵ͅ ͎̩͔̫̣̝͡t̘̬̖e̹aṛ͢i̖̹̯̼̝ͅn̟̮͍͙̬̗g̢͓̖̖,҉͍͕̪̥̘̲̙ ̧͔̦̺ḁs̝̟̕ ̱̪̲ͅs̮̟̗̞̭̟̰o̢̗̼f̪t̩̯̭̙̠͖ ͘a̞̱̯͔̣̱̼s͍̤͈̭̟̬͔ ̼̯i̪̼̪̻r͉̳̼͍͈ḭ̖͖̣͖͉ͅs̱̤̗̼̜͝h̺̟̝͕̥̼͖ ̤̯͙̳b͙͉͕̭̱̖̦u̗̱̥͚͠t͈̲͠t̠̺̪͔̱ḛ̞̟r̷̼̞̤̹͕
your warmth engulfs me, your body consumes me and i am yours.. but the fear, it protrudes behind glances cast to the side, able to meet..
y̘̮̲̼̟̞ͅò̘ų̦̬̙̬ͅr̼̝͎̻̭͈̫ ̧͔̪̫̭͉ȩy͏̙̜̞e͕̟s͕͇͝,̮͍͝ ̸i̗̯͓̟͘c͕y ̣͚e̙͖͓̺̟̗̮ņ̘̞ͅd̸̬l͘e̸͔̟̪s̖͖̱̭s̨ ̨sk͓̹͇y͔̯̥̱̯
disappointment, failure.. things i cannot attain - fear grows deeper, d҉͕̻̻̪̘͎é̝̬̦͛ͭ̊̍̀̚ḙ̡͕͕̩̻͚̍̈̆ͅp̤̻̭̘̳ͨ͛̓e͕̮̥̽͒̀ͫ̈̀r̘̣͚͓̆̇̄ͧ͊̾.
self sabotage is no longer an option, option.. o p t i o n.
too many, many, many, many choices.
a̺͔͈͙͒̓ͤn͊̋͢d̥̭̖̰ͧ̚ͅ ̤͉̺̟̩̦̫͆ͨ͢ị̦̹̩͌ͫ̍ͧ ̰̻͈̺ͫ̐̅ͬͮ̍̓r͍̳̲̓͋ͤ̎͐̽͠e̲̹̬̜̹͞l̮͔̏ͬ̎͑i͔͚̙͔ͤ̈́ͬͯn̙̘̦̹̬͖̽͒ͤ͗͢ͅq͌̿̈̎҉̳û͋͏͎̦i̘͖̞̤͈͕ͧ̂ͪ͒ͨ͑s͍̃̽͌̓͊̐͘h̴̜̦ͮ̿̄ͯ ͂͊̈̌̈́̿̈́҉͇̻ëͪ҉͎͍v͛҉̹ȩ͆̂̓̏r̛̬ͭ̑y̪̗͈ͣ͝t̹̜̹̯͔ͩͦ͐͠ͅẖ̓̂̇͛̍i̿̍̆͐̂̂͝n̥̣̪͚̟̳̭̅̔̈́̀̽̐ğ̹̫͊̃́͝ ̘̣͍̬̪̩ͯ
the truth of the d̙̬͡a̮͜r̹͇̖ḱn̜̘̞̗͚͘e̷̖̗s͕͍͕s͔̟͎̗̯͝
clinging, grasping, scraping
f̶̭̯͈̹̪̞e͕̜͘a̱r ͙̺̹̝̰̫̟s̜͓͖̱̗̙t̤͇i̛̘̭̣l͇l̶͉̙͇̟̼̣͇ ̺͖̮̦̥̼̣g̹̻̟̳̠͔r̞̠̩͍͔̝̳o̝͖̲w̺͚̳̺i̙̬̼̻͔̙ͅn̡̞͇̝̗g̺̥̥,̪̩ ͢ͅi͚̘̣̱̯̤̬ ̙f͉̙͔͉a͔͈̝͔ḷ͢l͎͉̹͚̕ ͚̣͎d̼͉e̦̜̠̦èp̨e̤͚͍̼̖r̶̺̜̺
but you want this too and my resolve crumbles
e̮̼̮̘v̸͕̫̳̮͙̣e̕r͏ ̮͝g̸͍̤̤̩̞̰r̡̟̝͈͇ow̶̯i͇̱ń̥͔g͏̩̜͓̼, ̞̗̥̩p͖͕̫̪̠͟ͅa̘̯̱͖̩̮r͏̳͓͍a̯̳͚̙̘d̪̗̦̥̹̭͖o̬͉̜͚͘x̹͙̻̗͉̀i̟̤̪c͚͚͢a̙l,̣̱́ͅ ͕̠̜͓͎̜͔p̷͖͉͍u͔͓̠̠̱s̬͍̮h̠͉͠ͅ ̨̯m͍͍̙͠ͅe͉͎̣̳̣̰ ͍͖ͅo̵f̮͓̯̗͙̥̩f̞̪̭̭̣́ ̗̳̭͔̣̥t͙̦͉̥͇̹̗͢h͔e̫.̞̹̝̙̼̜͠.̶.̧̦̰̰͚̗͎ͅ
edge, i have fallen. tenter hooks pierce my
f̷l͚̜͚̖̙͍͡e͍̹s̩̮̗̹̪h͚͚͎̜͈,̢͓̦̥̼̯̩͙ ͝r̸i͙͚̟p̭ṕ͍͍̪͎i̜̻̙̙n̛̪͖̙̱̠̘̺g̵ͅ ͎̩͔̫̣̝͡t̘̬̖e̹aṛ͢i̖̹̯̼̝ͅn̟̮͍͙̬̗g̢͓̖̖,҉͍͕̪̥̘̲̙ ̧͔̦̺ḁs̝̟̕ ̱̪̲ͅs̮̟̗̞̭̟̰o̢̗̼f̪t̩̯̭̙̠͖ ͘a̞̱̯͔̣̱̼s͍̤͈̭̟̬͔ ̼̯i̪̼̪̻r͉̳̼͍͈ḭ̖͖̣͖͉ͅs̱̤̗̼̜͝h̺̟̝͕̥̼͖ ̤̯͙̳b͙͉͕̭̱̖̦u̗̱̥͚͠t͈̲͠t̠̺̪͔̱ḛ̞̟r̷̼̞̤̹͕
your warmth engulfs me, your body consumes me and i am yours.. but the fear, it protrudes behind glances cast to the side, able to meet..
y̘̮̲̼̟̞ͅò̘ų̦̬̙̬ͅr̼̝͎̻̭͈̫ ̧͔̪̫̭͉ȩy͏̙̜̞e͕̟s͕͇͝,̮͍͝ ̸i̗̯͓̟͘c͕y ̣͚e̙͖͓̺̟̗̮ņ̘̞ͅd̸̬l͘e̸͔̟̪s̖͖̱̭s̨ ̨sk͓̹͇y͔̯̥̱̯
disappointment, failure.. things i cannot attain - fear grows deeper, d҉͕̻̻̪̘͎é̝̬̦͛ͭ̊̍̀̚ḙ̡͕͕̩̻͚̍̈̆ͅp̤̻̭̘̳ͨ͛̓e͕̮̥̽͒̀ͫ̈̀r̘̣͚͓̆̇̄ͧ͊̾.
self sabotage is no longer an option, option.. o p t i o n.
too many, many, many, many choices.
a̺͔͈͙͒̓ͤn͊̋͢d̥̭̖̰ͧ̚ͅ ̤͉̺̟̩̦̫͆ͨ͢ị̦̹̩͌ͫ̍ͧ ̰̻͈̺ͫ̐̅ͬͮ̍̓r͍̳̲̓͋ͤ̎͐̽͠e̲̹̬̜̹͞l̮͔̏ͬ̎͑i͔͚̙͔ͤ̈́ͬͯn̙̘̦̹̬͖̽͒ͤ͗͢ͅq͌̿̈̎҉̳û͋͏͎̦i̘͖̞̤͈͕ͧ̂ͪ͒ͨ͑s͍̃̽͌̓͊̐͘h̴̜̦ͮ̿̄ͯ ͂͊̈̌̈́̿̈́҉͇̻ëͪ҉͎͍v͛҉̹ȩ͆̂̓̏r̛̬ͭ̑y̪̗͈ͣ͝t̹̜̹̯͔ͩͦ͐͠ͅẖ̓̂̇͛̍i̿̍̆͐̂̂͝n̥̣̪͚̟̳̭̅̔̈́̀̽̐ğ̹̫͊̃́͝ ̘̣͍̬̪̩ͯ
Published 25th Jan 2018
| Edited 2nd May 2018
Author's Note
this is a poem i wrote about my boyfriend, mark and the fears of abandonment that consume me. never before have i truly wanted something more than this to work and in the beginning.. these fears nearly ate me alive.
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1st May 2018 10:59am
Hello feline self harm is an never ending battle of ever circling thoughts, your writing is a unique blending entwine of endless swirls making this battle for you an all out apocalyptic firestorm, I too struggle with this heinous war, expressed well with great insight of a hardcore symptom created by mental illness.
Stand tall
Stand proud
Stay strong
Sending my warmest of warm regards, wishing you a bit of peace of ease, Sincerely,
Survivor 🍒
Stand tall
Stand proud
Stay strong
Sending my warmest of warm regards, wishing you a bit of peace of ease, Sincerely,
Survivor 🍒
