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Finding My Distance
The chasm grows: new distance in between
The pair of us; our quarrels storm all night;
We cannot close our eyes, nor sleep nor dream
Of paths of flight through sombre hills; I write
To escape, bridging rich, fast flowing streams
That rush down, flooding fords, I cannot cross
To leave you before heartbreak; as our schemes
Are brought to nothing, new tears feed sad loss:
Torrid and heartfelt, grazed by all the scree,
I scrambled down to find myself exposed
To you and your exquisite cruelty,
I can no longer bear it: your love grows
So suffocating, noxious and corrupt -
I have to find my distance or I'm fucked.
The pair of us; our quarrels storm all night;
We cannot close our eyes, nor sleep nor dream
Of paths of flight through sombre hills; I write
To escape, bridging rich, fast flowing streams
That rush down, flooding fords, I cannot cross
To leave you before heartbreak; as our schemes
Are brought to nothing, new tears feed sad loss:
Torrid and heartfelt, grazed by all the scree,
I scrambled down to find myself exposed
To you and your exquisite cruelty,
I can no longer bear it: your love grows
So suffocating, noxious and corrupt -
I have to find my distance or I'm fucked.
Published 26th Jun 2019
| Edited 27th Jun 2019
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27th Jun 2019 00:21am
27th Jun 2019 5:40am
27th Jun 2019 00:49am
You've packed quite the emotion within this write. Those paths of flight through sombre hills....that resonates in my world right now. That widening chasm can be quite heartbreaking.
27th Jun 2019 5:39am
27th Jun 2019 00:49am
sometimes that is the hardest part about love for it will have you in a trance of no escape from the need and want of what the heart wants and the soul needs what the mind dreams
27th Jun 2019 5:40am
27th Jun 2019 3:22am
This was very hard hitting, I agree on packing so much emotion into this. Wow, such a lovely read though! Sometimes that needed distance is hard❤️
27th Jun 2019 5:42am
Poetic hard hits are better than physical ones, bruise wise - and still the soul may be scarred
