I find myself searching-
frantically, in the dark
For a glow from the dying ember of my soul.
Instead, all that I recover is a letter
from a long-lost relative
Asking for forgiveness from the hurt I'll never forget.
Tears burn-threatening to push past;
I shut angry eyelids,
Feeling the droplets of pain carve tunnels upon my cheeks.
I hate myself for having the nerve to feel-
Turning to the inhalation of smoke that burns my lungs
Extinguishing it with liquor and ice.
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I don't even know what to say, except that I too have drowned the pain of 'forgiveness' requested with cigarettes and martinis. I hope this is fiction,poet. Beautiful if sad.
Blessed Be,
***Rae***
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oh man..
my friend i'm so sorry for your pain..Honestly, I always pray and hope for you everything good and happy, because you deserve it..
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