To a loved one

20 Jun 2018

menoh
Words like drops flow on my page
Singing beauty, shading rage
Drops of blood flowing unseen
Opened, sliced by thoughts unclean.
 
Regrets creak in cold dark places
Memories tainting sacred spaces
Not quite dead inside my head
I'll settle for you being hurt instead.

When your voice no longer echoes
Your smiling face no longer bellows
My space becomes all mine once more
I begin to love just like before.

Rhyming

Love

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menoh

I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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