Thursday, May 11, 2017


there had been a stagnant air
around me, seeping in the brokenness
my heart so full
of vast emptiness. I felt life
was over, but the blood was pumping
under my sallow skin. so again,
reason outweighs all we may feel.

it gets hard to breathe
stale humidity, so eventually
the ability not to try
is all the more welcome.
but how could i
give up
when there are more
to give love to?

it took some time to see
that the more you give,
the less you receive
applies to unrequited love
and that love
was draining me, violently,
until all I had left

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