
I know the terrible sadness
That breaks your heart in two
Cleaving rhyme from reason
I know the thunder roar of searing pain
That visits us
In such a cold and desolate season
I know the tough wasteland ground
Grown stony and dark
Strewn with lost pieces of wreckage
And that is why at this point in time
I so long to say
Please my darling hold onto life
As harsh as it can be
With all its terrifying symmetry
There is still deeply hidden within
These harshest of experiences
A dark gift
Everything inside you
Wants to leave unopened
But so so desperately needs
To unpack
Gripping and full of emotion.
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Wow what a lovely comment 🙂 Thanks
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