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don't
don't
let me be
alone
keep me busy
keep me occupied
keep me gruelling
keep me slogging
happy to bear the flogging
just anything
to keep my mind
and heart
from
feeling
the void
don't
leave me alone
for
i
will
miss her
for
i
still
miss her
busy is better
even if that means
dusting embers
bare hands
crossing fire pits
bare foot
chewing needles
with the shards
caressing thorns
across my chest
but
don't
please don't...
Published 19th Jun 2018
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Anonymous
19th Jun 2018 3:31pm
Uggh, I've been here. I've felt this. It's an agonizing place to be. Perfectly expressed
...Willow
...Willow
19th Jun 2018 3:39pm
welcome
is the Poet Admired.
welcome
is the Friend.
indeed a terrible terrible place and state to be. hope the state and the place are both well behind the Friend now.
welcome also is the review of the peer.
appreciation.
immense.
is the Poet Admired.
welcome
is the Friend.
indeed a terrible terrible place and state to be. hope the state and the place are both well behind the Friend now.
welcome also is the review of the peer.
appreciation.
immense.
Anonymous
19th Jun 2018 3:53pm
It sneaks up from time to time still but it doesn't throb like it used it. I hope your own place of pain subsides sooner than later. Great is the love that leaves such a well of pain behind
19th Jun 2018 4:02pm
... indeed it is but a sneaky bastard. But no bastard/monster can match the light, that is the company of poets and friends. I find drowning it in ink...better option than the aforementioned.
And if i say no one else feels the way i do/did would be a lie coz to each fallen heart in its essence it indeed is the same...the intensity, and am talking about the true loving hearts here not the changing with time ones.
And if i say no one else feels the way i do/did would be a lie coz to each fallen heart in its essence it indeed is the same...the intensity, and am talking about the true loving hearts here not the changing with time ones.
19th Jun 2018 3:51pm
19th Jun 2018 4:03pm
sad..is when it doesn't work.
hope the need for the anaesthetic is well past dear friend.
hope the need for the anaesthetic is well past dear friend.
20th Jun 2018 11:55am
I know it may sound cruel, but when these times happen, it tests our resolve. Gives us an opportunity to see if is it meant to be and to what lengths are we willing to go.
Well versed description of the voids encountered by some.
Well versed description of the voids encountered by some.
30th Jun 2018 1:05pm
Welcome
is the Poet Admired!
Welcome
is the Friend!
yes...absolute agreement re the testing of one's resolve dear wise one.
some tests...just too much to bear...for many!
appreciation
beyond words
of the visit
the review
is the Poet Admired!
Welcome
is the Friend!
yes...absolute agreement re the testing of one's resolve dear wise one.
some tests...just too much to bear...for many!
appreciation
beyond words
of the visit
the review
14th Nov 2018 3:48am
Existence is a void none can escape. Purposeless, meaningless, absurd! The only resolve one can find comes from hope in a power greater than ourself, but even that connection is fleeting. How often have we turned our backs on forces of good (call it God if you will) for our own pride and ego, running this shit-show into the ground. And even when we reach a modicum of success, we're never satisfied, so we 'fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way' (Pink Floyd's 'Breathe').
25th Nov 2018 7:02am
Caressing thorns across my chest... fantastic! Really connected with the sentiment expressed here, cold fusion. Thank you.
