Time doesn't heal.
And the wound knows it.
Layers gather on the ****
but the damage remains,
hiding itself deep inside
the secret scar

they say at the end of every dark tunnel
there is light
but what do you do
when the inside of your heart
is darker than darkness itself
so much so
that even LIGHT is scared of you

you scream her name
everytime you make love to me
and i pretend that
i didn't hear

after all this is business
and i can't mix pleasure with it

You will never be my other half
For I am already whole.
But I will gladly let you in
That we may be wholly in love.

- p. winter

you've pulled away
taking all my sanity
and all i can do is wait.
i can still taste
your saliva on my tongue,
the memory burning
through the velvet night.
darkness falls,
my thoughts turn to you
grasping for even
the smallest morsel,
looking for sustenance.