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Pain is a memory
In the hollow inside my soul
Rattling around a cage
scraping yet more and more flesh
I dont go down those steps anymore
But I can feel you scratching at the door
Dragging every sweet moment into the abyss of bitter
And the salt of my tears crystallised long ago
With nothing but dust to offer
The ocean of tears still drown me
And resurrection feels neither glorious or healing
Such long tendrilled fingers
Frightened to let go
I might have forgotten you
But you won't let me
Until you take every part of me for yourself
But I still walk forwards
And every day I will get further
And you will be but a pin prick
In my new tomorrow
And despair will forget my name
Woah this one seems like it
Woah this one seems like it could be a metal song or something, your choice of words and flow are inspiring. Great write!
"I might have forgotten
"I might have forgotten you
But you won't let me
Until you take every part of me for yourself"
There is pain so unspeakable that it's almost a sacrilege to attempt to define it, or approach it without sounding melodramatic, but you pulled off a nearly superhuman feat by making us feel every shred of it with elegant, organic sincerity.
The metaphors leading up to the trickle of hope were astonishing in their intensity. You took bold strokes of imagery that paid off when they first shattered us and later added to the feeling of relief when you wrote, with striking beauty: "despair will forget my name".
A remarkable expression, forged in great sorrow and great strength.
I too owe a debt to Stella for her pep talks.
Walking away from hell with
Walking away from hell with your head held high, excellent idea, nicely done.
Enjoyed the morphemic sense
Enjoyed the morphemic sense generation, as if a symphonic personification is orchestrated to the thought of chronic pain and physical debility. And the despair that it brings along with it, that 'will forget the poetic persona's name' in the newness of the morrow. Thank you so much for sharing. /Rik.
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