Go Ahead

Express yourself

in waves of angst and floods

a torrent of tears bleeding on the page

As though you are unique

in pain we all feel, felt, will feel

again hopeful to be alive with it

Stinging our wounds

open and raw, slow to heal

because we keep picking it with words

Savoring every drop

spilled in our beloved’s name

until the pen runs dry, the lead wears out

The battery drains

weariness and tiresome gloom

shrugged off, you bloom again, and again

As every lover does

until the body is spent for good

and we die having lived and written about it.

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