A collection of poetry on death, dying, healing from loss and bearing it throughout your life. Poems written for all those destined to die by one whose fate is just the same.
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Started: 1/01/2023
Ended: 29/07/2023
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I watched from a castle turret, as lonely as a spectre, one by one as they boarded the train, leaving for a home that is yet to become.
I watched as their silhouettes became one with the dark, stark moonlight pierced my throbbing heart, I was supposed to let go but I have failed, was it all my fault or was it theirs as well?
I climb down the stairs and break all the mirrors, the shards of glass cut through my bones, I curl into a ball in a corner of my room, my wounds sting with hurt and anger.
I too have being dismembered from limb to limb, my heart has been torn from its aching cage, but I regrow it everytime its taken, sometimes I wish I didn't have a heart to begin with.
Then I wipe my tears and repeat a lesson, that I taught myself to soothe these aches, that it is easy to be heartless, but to love again and again is fearless.
But I am so tired now of giving all the time, my bones have become brittle trying to bear the weight, of all that grief they bestowed upon me, in exchange for my love, time and care.
I will wait still waiting for a true one to come, someone who will love me for what I am, perhaps that days is not that faraway, when I will smile for the first time after all these years.
