Night Sweats




In a dream
I tore my eyes away from

their habitation
I plucked them out
snipped through the cords and veins
screamed out into utter darkness


even then,
it hurt less than
trying to love again

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and yet we cannot stop....

Much Love


Sevailia's picture

poetic reply

Bitter love, 

So cold,

So thrash.


Bits and pieces of my heart scattered along the floor.

You through my heart to the ground like it was nothing, 

So now I'm on my knees trying to pull myself together. 

You have a cruel heart,

And because of that I am broken.


But don't worry bitter one,

I know how to love myself.


Bad Things Don't Happen 

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A very beautiful reply. I

A very beautiful reply. I adored it. You should post it!

"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.

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Short And Intense

So sad when love fades yet happiness may be on the way again. You will see!