*not there sign*

So many years, so many tears, depicting someone else’s fears.  

Even the best fiction couldn’t become the accurate depiction of the crippling affliction! 
Trying to rivet my attention! Thirstily looking for further means of persuasion! Yes! Let’s feel the love while oh wait wait! Forget it! No no no come on let’s focus on the penultimate reason of psychological starvation? Driving each other crazy while we feel that the trembling dark fear in our heart(don’t leave me) is the purity of our soul that needs to be protected by any means necessary! The trembling dark flame in our heart, remember? Let’s hug each other’s silence be each other’s shelter while not being present. You were not there for me! Neither do you! Because I seeked for refuge in you while you were seeking for refuge in me.

Inside your empty body I ‘ve hidden myself Inside my empty body you've hidden yourself! How do you do? Oh I am thinking about you! You too? Me too! Which you? Oh you!

Only our laughter ring true. The laughter? A recognition of the necessary evil. Needing without knowing without the will to know... needing oh the impulse of needing. Feed me with your passion…. feed me with your suffering… deify our presence! Why do you hunger for my loving touch? *not there sign*














Poetry by night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-08-14 at 00:10

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Ivan R
True and extremely interesting, I only feel you barely touched on the surface of this important issue, but a great way in to the deeper meaning of your question this poem is, yes

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
this is a serious theme, not often explored. you've done a good job of laying it out. it's real, and it's hard to write about.