before i can submerge myself in you, there is some emptying of spirit that must take place. i have been displaced, and am altogether more jaded and hardened than before. nevertheless, (somehow), i dont want to waste energy on anger, resentment, bitterness, or even a love that has lost its bounds. but no, this is not true. i cannot lie to myself or a soul that is threaded into mine. you are what happens under all the tension, all the fear: the steady, firm, constant in the wavering wreckage of my world. you are the undertow of blessed Things That Never Change, because your tide flows in only one direction: towards the cracked-and-glued, cavernous and cold, battle-weary remnants of my heart.
Reason for writing:
dedicated to the two most profound and devastating loves in my life.
Birth sign: Taurus
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