Each written piece is a love letter I’m sending straight to your heart. Each syllable an attempt to prove to you that the man I am is the poet you said I could never be. I don’t care much for the opinions and views of those around me. They can sink in a river of piss for all I care, but there is a need to show you that the faith I put in my dreams wasn’t to be laughed at even when laughter was all I could ever seem to hear. It’s true that I’m a mess, and that writing has left me old before my time, but this is one addiction I would never go back on. My search to find a better place has broken me down, and yet still I search. My attempts at lifting the veil and tasting an energy few have ever had the fortune to taste have pushed me far from your arms, and here I am, a ghost and a phantom and a believer of what I’ve been told all my life never to believe in. Loneliness is both a gift and an enemy. Solitude an ingredient that helps me to move outside of time so I may be at one with all things. But the more it happens, the more I forget the warmth of your embrace and what it was ever like to fall asleep with you in my arms. Such anguish is never spoken of with others, and yet between me and these pages, my memory of you never dims. If anything, it grows with every passing day, and although I tell myself not to, I can’t help but go back to you. And yet isn’t this torment all part of the journey? Isn’t this anguish the very thing I seek in order for me to keep searching? Such dilemmas make my head hurt. I would say they drive me to the bottle, and yet isn’t the bottle another ingredient I deliberately abuse to keep myself unbalanced? So many vices. So many sins. In some wishy-washy fairy tale, I’d let them go and give you all I had to give, but doesn’t that strike you as being just a little bit boring? Wouldn’t that just be so easy, honey?
A Journal for Damned Lovers on Amazon.co.uk
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Categories: Lucid
vices are good. ❥
They certainly help to give us that edge, don’t they?
yep. 😉
🙂
Seems like this would be a perfect eulogy for Chris Cornell.
That’s so nice that you think so. I was gutted about what happened to him. Such a tragic loss.
I know. What can we do when life happens in an unexpected way?
All we can hope for is to speak our truths and hope others will do the same in return.
I really loved the line – an addiction I would never go back on.. The passion one have for something , one should surely pursue that. no doubt there shall be endless difficulties in your path but it will be a path to happiness. And if we get what we want easily, won’t it be a little boring.. 😜
I’m glad you liked it 🙂
It’s true though, isn’t it? If things were easy then what would be the point? I think that what we have to work hard towards is what brings the greatest reward. If it doesn’t make us angry, then it can’t mean that much to us, right?
Absolutely correct. If it’s not hard we won’t know it’s real value. Woking hard towards something does bring greatest rewards.
Vices, I think they keep the fire in us going.
Oh how much I love this! Epic piece! Reblogging on my WP blog, and sharing on my Facebook page http://www.facebook.com/phoenixascended33 💖
Thank you very much! I’m so glad you enjoyed it. And thank you for sharing it! I’m very appreciative. ❤
My pleasure!