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Dreams terrify me!

You enter with different names

And my mind uses them

To play terrible games.

I’m tired; because i’m hounded

By the hours of sleep I get.

(And trust my heart:

It just really wants to forget.)

Weary, worn out and wasted,

Tears have long since dried;

But the emptiness alone,

Reminds me I haven’t yet died.

My Secretive Mind

I saw you, day before,
Moving on, on some dating app;
You looked good; I smiled;
I didn’t fall into some anxious trap.

After ten months, I thought,
I have begun to let go –
But now I fear my mind
Keeps secrets it doesn’t show.

I know now that nothing
Was what seemed about you;
And yet, last night, as I slept,
I dreamed about you.

Can…not

I can’t
Move
On.
I can’t forget his face.
Every time, I think life is better,
It brings me to this space.
It’s a terrible feeling…
It’s the same love,
The same power
But instead of the sweetness,
It tastes acrid,
Sour.
It fills me with longing
And dread.
Time has past
And I have cried;
I may breathe still –
But I’ve died and died.
Loss has corroded me from the inside
And time moves on,
And on;
Yet, I am stuck, and keep returning
To what’s left,
To what’s forlorn.
If his heart would,
One day,
Be cast out,
And like mine now,
Completely,
Shatter.
I do not think,
To my breathing,
At any point, hence,
The shattering would matter.
They say,
“Time heals all –
All wounds will heal.”
True.
But know also
They leave weeping scars,
We,
All,
Quietly,
Learn to conceal.