ToBeHeardPoertySlam
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My love
You have come
Without words
Tongue less in the night
You see me but I cant
I've been bestowed a couple of times
but never by a goddess
Your crippled hands stretch
I am bittersweet,
Bittersweet and scared.
I am unable to let go
Of all my fears.
Interested in the journey,
But very wary of the road,
I'm worried by upcoming decisions
The Cycle
Pain keeps us afloat.
Pain keeps us sane.
It allows us to feel something.
Without pain, there is no love.
Without love, there is no sacrifice.
