Seven hundred and ten days ago, but it seems like just yesterday because shock from those days grip is only now starting to let go.
I have been in slow motion since the words of your exit were sent.
Stretching through radio waves and into the earpiece of my phone, which to this day doesn’t feel like it ever came to an end. Specifically regarding that feeling and sudden realization, your lights won’t flicker again.
I want to change
but don´t know how to start
I want to live
but have to change myself first
want to be free
but no wings are spread apart
In childhood’s glow, my sister was sweet, a pure cherub
A rose in bloom, her laughter rang, in every room, her presence sang
This is my letter dear beautiful
Written in red ink with precision
Scribed by my heart without salutation
For you, miss easy on the eyes
Sometimes I wish that I
could end this miserable life
just because of someone like you
I hate you but I’ll miss you
you hurt me and you feel bad
oh, oh bad I love you
but you don’t love me back.
A splash of tonic to set the mood.
A warm bath to dull the senses.
A mere 10 minutes into my aqua therapy and it happens.
I lost my dream
somewhere, I thought
little did I know,
It was there, always
lying in the cold
alone and lucid..
Galloping a thousand heart beats
Did I catch my breadth outside the door
I closed it shut lest the beast run wild
Where in violent wait it guarded the gate
Feelings bubble inside,
Like boiling lava.
A volcano ready to erupt,
A storm making its way up.
But I push them down,
Say ‘Nevermind,
I don’t want to bother.’
And wonder when
In the late 18th century’s fold,
Corsets cinched, skirts wide, stories untold.
Araminta, Duchess Fair,
Titian locks in garden air.
