And when your name drifts through my mind, I’ll send a prayer the world is kind; more kind to you than we could be, when love was tangled between you and me.
The Other Side of Silence
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Ode to the Knight of Broken Cups
i wake to the taste of salt on my lips,not from the sea, but from tears unsipped—wine once rich now puddled in the dirt,days i can’t reclaim, nights i can’t convert. the tide has long fled these weary shores,leaving my chest heavy, the grit in it coarse;love’s harbor lies shattered, its lantern dim,and the sea’s... Continue Reading →
Undertow
It comes and goes, this leaving you:like tides that kiss then pull away,a rhythm old, yet always new,that shapes the shore but cannot stay. Some days, the sea lies soft and clear,its breath a lull, its gaze at rest;I almost think you’ve disappearedfrom all the harbors in my chest. But moons still rise, and with... Continue Reading →
Living in the Fog: In the Silence Between Who I Am and Who Was There
For months, I kept silent. Not because I wanted to hide, but because I didn’t understand. I didn't have the words to explain why entire afternoons would slip away without memory. Why, sometimes, I would look in the mirror and not recognize myself. Why I would float above conversations, watching myself speak as if I were someone else. Why my world would suddenly feel dreamlike, muffled, distant. And why, despite it all, I kept telling myself: “Maybe I’m just tired.”
The Cold Blade’s Lullaby
Did I not will the dark to take me whole, and carve escape with trembling, broken hands? The crimson thread, I drew it from my soul: a vow etched deep where no one understands. They spoke of rest, of light beyond the pain, of sacred arms to catch a falling breath— yet silence met me,... Continue Reading →
Abyss of the Guilty Star
Beneath the hush of hollow skies, I drift,a phantom stitched from all I should have kept.The stars above—once lanterns, now they shiftto stones that weigh me deeper in regret.Their light, once kind, now watches with disdain,while silence folds me in its endless reign. I carved this wreck from hands once meant to shield,let fall the... Continue Reading →
An Open Letter to the One I Still Miss
Some days I convince myself I’ve moved on. That I’m healing. And in some ways, I am. But then there are nights when it all comes rushing back—the ache, the silence, the empty space where you used to be. And I realize I’m still reaching out in the dark, hoping to find you there.
A Few More Nights
I walk through rooms that do not know my name,where silence echoes louder than my breath.Each step, a ghost’s; half-here, half-lost in shame,unseen beneath the weight of nearing death.I’ve smiled in ways that mimic those who heal,while bleeding out behind my quiet eyes.No scream escapes; they’d only call it “real”if blood could form its truth... Continue Reading →
The Things I Ruined
I ruined cooking—the sizzle of garlic in oil stabs like a memory.You'd peek in, sweetly grinning,telling me, "That smells awesome, Love."Now the kitchen echoeswith pots too quiet,a silence that burns worse than the flame.I ruined laundry—each tumble of shirts a cruel cycle,your scent once clinging like a vownow clings like a ghost.We dreamed aloud by... Continue Reading →
Eons Adrift
I watched you fade like the last light of a star,a dimming hope I couldn’t dare to name;I reached for you, not from afar,but from a breath away . . . and still, I let you wane.We stood at the edge of a second dawn,where love returned like a tide not yet too late,but I,... Continue Reading →
