You lose, and yet you win. You collapse but come together a different entity entirely. Take hold of my hand and let me pull you into my dream. Speak a sentence that gets beneath my skin and say something that will make this cold heart of mine beat like it used to. Listen to a song and remember being in the arms of someone you once loved and remember how it felt to look into their eyes when there was no world nor heavens or stars only two souls circling each other in a moment that still lingers on winter mornings in a park in your hometown beneath trees with branches that yearn to glimpse attraction once more. You suffer and you hurt and every month of every year you feel as if you’re losing touch but it doesn’t matter it doesn’t matter at all because with every tear you shed you take a step away from the crowd towards a way of being that lifts you high above their leprous hands into an embrace that will set you free. Break apart. Come undone. Dance a dance that will make them shake with fear. Fall through the floor while stabbing your chest but know there’s no pain only memories of closing your eyes as a child while looking up at the boiling sun. Do you remember those rivers of blood? Can you still taste the beams of light upon your tongue and how it felt to lie there on your back as if eternity were a birthright and not just wishful thinking? Be a victim. Be a saviour. Be a shooting star that sparks like a firework between the legs of the one that still picks away at you even after so long. Those cold mornings, how they slipped from your grasp without so much as a word. Those kisses that once littered warm bedsheets, how they felt like home when a home is all you’ve ever wanted. Sometimes you struggle, sometimes you fall. But you always walk away beautiful because despite it all, that’s just how you are.
A Journal for Damned Lovers on Amazon.co.uk
A Journal for Damned Lovers on Amazon.com
Categories: Lucid
Author S. K. Nicholas 
Another amazing piece. Shift of emotion/focus again and I’m thinking about how these could be my thoughts they ring so true. I savour these little word journeys. 🙂 x
Thank you! It’s always a privilege knowing my words can take you places, if only for a moment. And even more so that they speak to you on such a personal level 🙂 x
I love ‘word journey’ Dandelion! that is exactly what this is! Definitely a piece that deserves to be read and read and then read again! I feel like I have just been pulled into something of a dream…Truly incredible how you string words 🙂
That’s very kind of you. I count myself lucky that you feel this way about my words 🙂
Well nice of you to say but truly I count myself to get to read them! 🙂
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Be a victim, be a saviour..be a survivor..
We can always be brave ,even more then ever..
Coz fears that cage us don’t last forever..
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That’s very true, and always worth remembering 🙂
Yup.. exactly😀
Absolutely heart felt, I loved it. You took me on a little emotional journey and everything you wrote rings true. Thank you for a marvelous post.
I thank you for such a kind comment. I’m so glad you enjoyed this piece!
You’ve done it again: brought tears to my eyes. This is just so profound as well as beautiful, and even though there’s that streak of despair, I found it rather hopeful xo
I’m so honoured and touched! It’s all about hope- it has to be. If there’s not even the slightest streak of hope, then it’s not worthwhile xo
Well, exactly! xo
Came across this post accidentally, and I’m glad about it…a wonderful and emotional post… Loved it!
I’m so glad you did, and I’m touched you enjoyed this piece so much! 🙂