A simple end to a complicated story.

Oh love where are you hiding?

I need you so much right now..

The world is cold and cruel

i seek the warm edge of your knife against my heart 

A diabolical pain id rather suffer

than a thousand degrees of separation

The darkness calls

Cloaked in light drawing me in

like a moth to its flaming end

A trival matter forcing a grave persuit 

Is that all? 

The end never is much.

It is simply the end.

I close my heart

The beats die

Alone in consciousness i reside

It seems so dire 

I sit 


for the rest of me

to expire...




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Hope You Rise Soon

Night closes in and if the heart stops beating it is certain, metaphorically or actually, that the body will expire. Please let this pain and death be metaphorical for the end of loving not the end of living. Sad to read and feel this one. Be well ~Stella~



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On my way! :) mwah! Thanks

On my way! :) mwah! Thanks for your support much appreciated. Im working through it slowly but surely. Tempered steel gets its strength from the violent process :) hugss 

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."