finally.
It felt like the first time
the last time I saw you
I was reeling back
that life line I threw
to you when you fell
down in that hole
you carry around
It was mystery, and pain
horror and disdain
a curse I just knew
that I could break, as I was
a sorcerer in love with hurt
the hypnotic call of that chasm
drew me in, and how I could
close this portal of dolor
return colour to your world
but no.
I slowly began to discover
it was an abyss you had already
surrendered to wholly, and
to me it was just a fucking hole
sucking everything down
to feed the words of black.
I was a dreaming fool
to believe
I would be the one to save
a black widow never lets
her mate go.
you did, though.
The last glimpse I had of you
I could again see the breathing
of that aura, pulsing.
I saw you see me, and
quickly look away.
You saved me.
I wondered who your victim
is today.
I heard that you left
going right off the bridge
I guess you figured
it was the only way.
The holes must always be filled,
but some take.
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Brilliant writing. 👍☺
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Thanks so much! 🙏
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Fuck yes! I feel this so hard…
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Wow, thanks Amberley. It sucks, but nice to know I’m not the only one
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It does suck, yes… you are right about it being nice when others know what your pain feels like
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Doing human emotion stuff is hard 😔
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Bahahahahahahaha true story! Human emotion stuff is crap
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It puts the ooo in 💩 for sure 😁
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Bahahahahahahahahahahaha
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😳🖤
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I know people like this …emotional vampires!
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Indeed my friend, thanks for reading 🙏
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