- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Your Illness...
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Click here"You will only hurt me if you care..."
Your jealousy and fear and rage and pain they invade your brain and tear and seethe. Nothing will soothe them, there will always be more. There will never be enough proof. No finally enough, no end of the line, only "crush me" and "break me" and "then I'll know you care"... But then will never come. Nothing will ever be enough. You can not be bad enough to prove a negative... there's always something more.
The rage inside you, from your jealousy, it will never go away the way you are going. It doesn't matter how many breaks you take, or how much you are hurt, or how much you debase yourself. You can't make yourself dirty enough to know that you're loved. You can't hurt others enough to accept that they are taking you back out of love. You will only whip yourself to relieve your sins, your fears, and fill the world with your screams and tears, with your rage and your fears, nothing will follow. That is the end. Nothing more comes of fear, of pushing away, of being broken, except brokenness, emptiness, and nothing.
You can't make people walk away. But you can't let people stay. If they stay you will make them hurt you. If they go you will hurt. If they come back you will be happy but not be secure and you will start over on the downward spiral. Safety isn't in emptiness. It isn't in being dead inside. Love doesn't flower from an effusion of blood and hate. Peace doesn't come from breaking yourself over the altar of fear and rage, yours or someone elses.
Peace only comes from acceptance and love, not through fear and "proof" but faith and hope. In giving, not in hurting: in acceptance not in fear: in peace not in rage: in building others up not in tearing yourself down: these are the things that can heal: love, peace, hope, acceptance, forgiveness, and understanding. You seek love in lovelessness; you seek peace in destruction; you seek hope in despair; you seek acceptance in jealousy; you seek forgiveness in punishment; you seek understanding is void.
Nothing follows.
- COMMENTS
Lexiloo571over 3 years agoNo words left to say. I feel every word.
I fight for him to never win but he did
wakingDownalmost 9 years agoThat I find I like in most places. The fevered pace and wall of accusation, coupled with doubt and fear in abundance, is quite palpable. With a little more structure, it could really sing and cut deep. It does already, don't get me wrong, but I am simply saying it could do so more with some formatting, in my opinion. The chaotic mass of emotion that it currently is certainly has its own powerful charm, however, and I will be reading it a few times to ensure that I get everything out of it that I can.
