Although the connection built solely based on scars and wounds, the affection had lost touch. The emotion shared between are sorrow, pity, and remorse. Not necessarily bad but coming on the way of toxic. Sometimes these types of imbalanced chemicals will just burn her guts and boil your throat, why continue if you don't feel anything when you are with her? Knowing for a fact that this similar sharing of relief, is no healer but adding notions of burned upon each other's hearts. the heart will always bleed, so why continue this war of reflection and loathing?
Do you, even love her?
Does she even love you?
Facing the mirrored structure of your figure, you despised yourself and to heal yourself -you thought- was to meet him and sink with him into nothingness. Only then the numbness will assure you that you can escape nightmares and the hovering shadows breathing heavily on you. But is it helping at all? Are those bruises and his broken ribs helping at all?
Aren't you just drowning forever more? Sinking deep together into the eternal pit of doom. Hellish place of wounds and salty scars that weep until the slashed daylight screeches through the hushing rain and blizzards. Do you really want to live this way?
Do you both want to bleed anymore? Do you care for each other's soul?
If you do says the whistling night, awake from delusions and sign the contracts. Finish this connection, then away flys your wings.
Finally fixing those injuries, those holes, those self-loathing.
Accept the pain and let silence became your screams. Healing is found within oneself. The treatment, the cure, to your numb feeling is inside you.
The Healer is You.
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Decaying and Reviving Hope
Poetry#3 hot: #Reviving #1: wattap #1 hot: #wattpad Collections of poems and short stories exploring the different conflicts impacted and collected within her memory. An opened door to my sorrow and happiness, to my bitter-sweet affections that were hidd...
