eros the bittersweet

of what remains

TATTERED. BROKEN. IN PIECES. ENCLOSED. IN SILENCE. ATTACKED. BY FACELESS DEMONS. AMBIGUOUS. IN CRISIS. LOST. IN MY OWN SUFFERING. BEATEN. MY HEART BEATING. UNDERNEATH THE TANGLED SKIES. BENEATH THE FLEETING MOONLIGHT. YOU OF ALL PEOPLE. WOULD HAVE TO BE. THE FACE I LONG. TO SEE. THE UNSPOKEN. POETRY. MY TONGUE LASHING. BABBLING. UNKNOWING. UNKNOWN. TARNISHED. TAINTED. PURE. AND INNOCENT. POSSIBLE. IMPOSSIBLE. DOWNPLAYING. INCREDIBLE. PRETTY. BEAUTIFUL. CRAZY. AND ALL THE SH*T. IN BETWEEN. F*CKED UP. AND FREAKED OUT. PROMISING. ALRIGHT. YOU THINK. TRUST. THE HONESTY. OF MY NAKED IRONY. OF THIS BARED IDENTITY. SOBER. DRUNK. BOTH AT THE SAME TIME. BUT I DON’T THINK. I CAN BE. ALL THAT. YOU. WANT TO LOOK AT. QUIT IT. WHAT? YOU STARING AT ME. YOU DON’T KNOW. HOW I HAVE GONE THROUGH. THE WORLD. YOU DON’T HAVE AN IDEA. SO JUST QUIT IT. AMAZED. DAZED. IN TOTAL WRECKAGE. UNSOPHISTICATED. EVERYTHING. I THOUGHT WAS TRUE. BECAME. SOMETHING. ELSE. AND THESE DAYS. I AM JUST PANICKING. WHAT IS HAPPENING. TO ME? AFTER ALL. THE TRUTH. IS DIFFERENT FOR EVERYONE. YOU SEE. WHAT I CAN NOT. AND I CAN FATHOM. WHAT YOU ARE. INCAPABLE OF APPRECIATING. DUALITIES. SIMILARITIES. HOPING. THAT THIS INSANITY. IS GONNA GO. SOMEWHERE. INSTEAD I FIND. MYSELF. NORTH OF NOWHERE. YOU SMOTHER. THE FIRE. YET KILLING IT. DOES NOT. STOP. THE YEARNING. THE IRREPRESSIBLE. WANTING. TO BE LOCKED. IN YOUR ARMS. MAYBE. THAT IS. ALL I EVER. COULD IMAGINE. THESE DAYS. OF BEING WITHOUT. YOU. AND SEE. YOU ARE. THE ONLY ONE. I CAN THINK OF. RIGHT NOW. HOW DO YOU. DO THAT? JUST MESS MY LIFE UP. MY WINGS. CLIPPED. AND BOUND. BY THE THREAD. OF YOUR INFINITE BREATH. AN UNTRACEABLE HAPPINESS. BECOMES ME. AND YOU ARE. THE ORIGIN. OF IT. CONFUSED. BEYOND ANY CONFUSION. IS THERE SUCH A THING. SUCH MYSTERY. SUCH A LONELY. DREAM. SUCH A LONELY SOULD. WALKING. ON MY OWN. WITH THE SHADOW. OF YOUR GHOST. STIFLING ME. HOW LONG. DO YOU. INTEND TO DO THIS? HOW MUCH OF THIS. ARE YOU WILLING TO DISCERN. DIGEST. THE HIDDEN. THE MONSTROSITY. THE VANQUISHED. THE INEXPERIENCED MUSE OF YOUR BLINDED FAITH. OR SIMPLY YOUR. STRANGE FASCINATION. FOR WISDOM. FOR THE ENLIGHTENMENT. WHICH YOU NEVER HAD. FOR THE KISSES ON MY LIPS. WHICH YOU DEARLY HOPE CAME FROM YOU. BUT YOUR ABSENCE. HAS MADE ME REALIZE. I AM EMBRACED BY A PERSON CALLED ‘ME.’ PRETENSIONS. INTENTIONS. PARALLELS OF UNDERSTANDING. DIMENSIONS. FACETS. LEVELS. OF SACREDNESS. THE VEIL. SLOWLY BEING LIFTED. MY GRACE. MY UNQUESTIONABLE. BELIEF. IN THE EXISTENCE. OF A HEAVEN. IN HELL. TIME. IS GONE. NOW HAS DIFFUSED. IN THIS JOURNEY. CONFOUNDED BY SKEPTICS. WELL. I CAN TELL YOU. PAIN CAN BE TOUCHED. IT IS TANGIBLE. MY HISTORY. HAVE PERMITTED. ME TO. DO SO. WOUNDED. BY THE WAY. THESE PEOPLE. HAVE GONE THROUGH. LIFE. SCARED. AFRAID. ISN’T THE INEVITABLE. INVITING? IT IS TO ME. AND PERHAPS. IT IS ALL THAT I HAVE TO SEE. AND LET ME. END THIS. GIVING YOU. A TATTERED. BROKEN. PIECE OF. ME.

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anais nin

and the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

t.s. eliot

i should have been a pair of ragged claws.

frida kahlo

i hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.