Stella Blue's blueslooking at her shattered heart on the floor
illuminated by the moon through the broken window pane
the light is surreal and calming
It makes it easier to deal with some how
illuminated by the moon through the broken window pane
the light is surreal and calming
It makes it easier to deal with some how
pieces make a strange mess
play with it?
someone already did
Gust of air from outside
Cold
unkind
waking
Want back the dream
Floor board creaks under the weight
The weight of feeling
pieces start to freeze in the cold air
Too painful
Too painful
fading
Over paid for this heart
why did I buy it
Bought it on loan
what did it bring
Soul collateral
hoping it would last forever
Doesn't work anymore
Doesn't work anymore
sentimental idiocy
Might as well smash it
Never could afford it anyway
Never could afford it anyway
Repossessed Soul
Good riddance
Have learned last lesson
There is no truth, love or compassion
All is just blue...................
by catraven
1 comments:
I am not sure when you wrote this, but it is truly powerful. I wish you would submit some of your writing to the right magazines or periodicals or even collect them and send a group off to publishers.
You are an amazing writer, with a true gift.
It is never too late to start the process.
This piece in particular is amazing.
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