Tears
I feel like I am choking,
drowning in my unspilt tears.
But the dams don't yet break even though the buoy in my throat is rising with the sea
and the canal that is my throat, tightens.
No matter how hard my mind steers the sails away from the emotional storm within,
The crashing seas cannot help but spill over the edge of the boat.
My tears are smooth like the PVC ma...
Saturday 13th May 2017 8:40 pm
No love in return
Imagine being trapped in a puddle,
The ice froze over the top a long time ago and no matter how hard you try, you cannot break it.
Every time it thaws a little, the cold that follows sets the water harder than before.
Swimming to the surface never gets easier,
You give up,
But never for long. You swim harder each time but the glass-like ceiling is never gone.
The hand that onc...
Saturday 13th May 2017 8:21 pm
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