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  Mar 2016 Natasha Meyer
MS Lim
Love is bereft ---abandoned by the heartless
    cry not, nor lament--none is around to listen
     sorrows of the broken heart
    are never assuaged by reason
    
   ..ah ! when would love
  its splendour once more  glisten?
  my pillow I #bite this sombre night
  in tears--I never knew love was such a prison.
* inspired by Free Bird's LATE NIGHT CONFESSIONS--she is a fellow-writer in HP.  # This poem is meant to be written by a young girl in distress.
Natasha Meyer Mar 2016
This Tug of War
An emotional storm
We scream and fight
Slamming doors
Cry and accuse
Throwing out clothes
Opinions forced down
In a whirlpool of abuse
We hack at each other
Around every turn
Throwing our love
in a furnace to burn
till there's nothing left
but smoke and ashes
Natasha Meyer Mar 2016
Empty halls
Broken frames
This house but a shell
A home torn apart
Senseless accusations
Cut deep into my soul
Tearing at the very essence
of the woman I once was
Leaving nothing
but a distorted reflection
In a broken mirror
Natasha Meyer Mar 2016
Muted words
Hushed tones
Downplayed emotions
Hurt like stones
Bottled up tears
Unspoken fears
Nothing but regret
A constant threat
'till all that is left
is a soul bereft
Natasha Meyer Mar 2016
Letting go
  of the pain you sowed
    Is the hardest part
       for my failing heart

A breathless whisper
   A subtle lie
      An innocent love
         Is left to die

But let go I must
    My heart I need to trust
       Its the only way
          I will be okay
Natasha Meyer Mar 2016
I suffocate my voice
Slit the wrists of my words
Anxious to be spoken
All for the sake of peace

Through the silence
Words unspoken
Deafening defiance
Happiness stolen

Leaving my soul empty
Desolate, deserted
Shipwrecked at sea
My soul departed

All for the sake of peace
I let you hold the key
And ruined this masterpiece
That no one will ever see
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