I would do anything, anything, anything.
Everything I try
to say to you,
try to bleed out
on paper,
try to send a wisp
of love
out there
for you to receive;
All of it
is only but,
another way
of saying
“Why won’t you love me?”
“Why don’t you see me?”
“Why won’t you have me?”
And I know not,
if these questions
are meant for you,
“Why won’t you love me?”
“Why don’t you see me?”
“Why won’t you have me?”
or aimed by my empty soul
pityingly at me...
“Why can’t I love myself?”
“Why don’t I see myself?”
“Why won’t I accept myself?”
And I would know not
of how to
or what to
answer...
And I would know not
of how to tell you
that I need,
need,
need
to hear you
confide in me
what it is that
went wrong between us;
that I need,
crave,
and want
to hear you
ask me these same questions...
and that I would
do anything,
anything,
anything...
to have you feel for me
what I feel for you.....
And I would know not
of how to let you in-
just enough-
to tell you that
my heart is now
voiceless
and silent...
because I wrung
and bled
my heart out
calling for you
but you didn’t hear it....
because I wrung and
mangled my heart out
trying to find some
left over love to save myself with...
and I didn’t hear it...
(and there was none left anyway)...
I wouldn’t know how.
And for that,
I’m sorry.
To you.
To myself.
~Love.
Loss.
- I miss you so bad I can’t sleep.
I wish I did not have a single thought,
just so I could forget you,
forget you,
forget you;
if only for tonight.
-The image I’ve put up is another beautiful one of sparkly waves; reminds me of the poem sparkling sea foam in the glittering sunlight, and that remains one of my greatest pieces, I am living it in real time, all the time. I cannot get over how beautiful that poem is, my heart, my soul, I read it when I can’t sleep, when I can’t breathe, and it makes me whole.