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    Till Death

    Wind rushing through the opened window. My mouth still covered by his digits. I see the airflow rattle the leaves of the petty flowers he got me in the kitchen. “I’mma make you a widow if you don’t quit your...

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    • Thank you so much 🙏🏻💕

    • SHIT!! FUCK!! It’s hard to know what to say. I wish I had the words, but anger gets in the way.

      The only thing I can think is: Drieks, you know that you are a human being, a woman, and nothing he says is true. You know this right? Deep down inside you, you know, and believe, not just the words but the reality of being, of being you, whole, wonderful, and worth being alive.

      This poem will stay with me for a long time
      Curt

    • Powerfully penned, Drieks. Excellent write my friend, thank you for sharing your truth. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • The title says it all till death.
      It sounds romantic in wedding vows. It clarifies your commitment to each other but sometimes things change.
      Not for the better. This write is a clear example of how it can manifest into a nightmare except it’s real.
      This is a great scene to build on. In the back of my mind I was hoping she would find the mace!

    • That was very difficult to read, my friend. I am so glad you wrote this years ago. I am certain you are no longer in that situation nor any other like it. You are too, too strong now to ever again allow that.
      There is so much power in your writing, Drieks. I’ve been listening to your work and re-reading the words and constantly amazed; I keep turning other people on to you. Keep up the good work; you are one of our best — and I do not mean just here. I mean anywhere, everywhere.

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    ...beyond the light

    ...and I am left here, in this stream of wakefulness,with only these two relics, polished clean by repetition."Sincerely, goodnight."They are pressed together into a single, aching scripture,the haunting prose of everything I lost,and everything you truly, devastatingly meantbefore you...

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    in my tower weep

    deep I go and deeper stillcultivating sadness it shines inside of me why deny itsweet melancholy serenades in the shadowsquietly I play my melodymetiqulously I climb the notes into my black dintheir is cackling accompanied by whispersthe horde reside...

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    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Thia is a deeply moving poem, Crimsin. I felt especially those last 3 line. And the music made the poem more real to me, more tragic. To desire death, yet condemned to life, where only sadness can be found. And yet, there is also the deeply felt desire to be “understood”. Crimsin, you may not want anyone in your “onyx tower”, but your poem calls to us nonetheless. Is this not an invitation to at least feel your words?

      You write powerfully, Crimsin.

      Curt

    • hello dearest Curt of course it is I hope to move always that you got it makes me happy thank you ❤️

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    She Rides Wild, like the Wasp

    I have a therapist.She's been withme since birth.Watercolors on mysoul.She spills black, andblue; sometimesred.Blood is tobright on the whitepage.I blush for theboth of us.When all is out forthe caged moments,I collapse and rest.I dream in metaphors,and I taste thesweetness...

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