#thiscity
Oh God,
This city,
Where we used to walk,
Where I heard you sing,
Where We danced,
Kissed,
Held hands,
Embraced.
All these memories in a shadow realm of the past.
A past swaddled in self-doubt and resentment.
Love me again. If you ever did.
You did not, You trailed me along as an embellishment to your carriage of aesthetics
How I begged you to love me
To see my soul
My little soul
Swimming in its little glass bell jar
So isolated and parched for love.
This city
This haunted city
Stirring with memories of our laughter
Of your story
Of my observance.
This city
Haunting me
Taunting me
With a rose tinted
Projection of my past actions
But this city
Took me into her bowels
And flooded my clear, sweet mind with rancid, spewing clouds
That flooded my soul’s windows
With tears of lamentation
For a life
Never lead
For a life
That was robbed
And then stabbed and left to bleed
Oh this city
This empty city
Filled with hollow facades and international portholes.
Warm bodies leaving a pleasant atmosphere into an abyss of staged streets
This city in which the last breath of us was drawn
In which I chased you
Lost in your trail of your French girls and unrequited love
I consumed your leftover affections
With the knowledge of never having your heart
But to only bear witness to your thoughts
Your lovely thoughts
Lined with silver.
Here in this city
Where your divine thoughts ascended to the heavens
Too brilliant and bright to me, earthbound
We built beautiful conversations together
That will echo in my mind
Never leaving my bell jar
Oh this city
How I could roam her streets in my mind
Each providing a memory
Not just of you
But of my always empty heart
This city
Will smoulder
Betwixt the two blades of the coast
And the soil
Home to the little cold wooden boxes
Forever be out of my reach
In this city
My own city
I shall bury my memories
Write them an elegy
And find another
A new city
Where the streets are cobbled
And the walkers are clad in woollen coats
Where the buildings speak a different language
And her streets are empty
Empty of memories
A city where I can leave you behind
And write a new love story
For myself only.
May 24, 2017
May 24, 2017 at 12:07 PM UTC
Today is just a day, & tomorrow's a new day!
Here in this moment, just enjoy it. Enjoy each day for what
It is! Enjoy this life for the little moments.
Show everyone kindness and you'll get it back.
Care, for those around you! We all go through
It & we need to be there for each other.
Together we can get through it.
Yesterday was just a day.
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 2:27 PM UTC