The Chasm

I remember how easy it used to be

Closing my eyes shut

And, at once, seeing their names

On the back of my eyes

Painted in bright hues of red

Always so close to feel

To dream

To touch

With 'I love you's

Gushing out of my lips

Faster than I could remember to breathe.

Always,

All I did was love, love and love again

With never present people

Setting myself to rot

In the chasm they'd build

Out of lies and disguise

Naïvety or Delusion?

I could never figure.

Until one day,

I realized I was the liar

Falling in love with feelings

Never people.

Setting myself up for loss every time

Because despair was a feeling too

And I'd rather feel sad than empty;

Misery than nothingness.

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PrakritiAugust 3, 2020 at 6:16 AM
I love that this makes me feel things❤
Not misery but something different, something nice.
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