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Whenever I want to cut, my guardian angel tells me;

“Every feeling passes my dear, just wait (do not cut) and you will feel euphoric once again.”

If every feeling passes, that means that the loss he feels from losing me will pass.
He will move past the feeling of long-sufferingly waiting for me.

He is going to continue on. The feeling of love he has for me that he clutches on to will pass.

The very idea of ‘every feeling passing’ is the new ideology that drives me to want to...
*slice my wrists open ruthlessly.
To my guardian angel who may be reading this. I love you. I am just venting. Tonight has been difficult but your encouragement and reassurance is what wipes every tear off my face. I will be okay and this feeling will pass.
Jeromie adams Dec 2016
Winter walks are like pedals of yesterdays flowers
Presence is scurried but memories remain
Whispering winds rattle bones like ghostly powers
Abstinence of love left a mortal stain

Shouting the quiet to dots of light
Grows deaf quickly to those who cant hear
Trying to forget with all the worlds might
An invisible hand displaces the tear

The ground has hardened from years of pacing
Never again to feel the warmth of little feet
My soul rests silently dead no life force tracing
I sufferingly yearn to join you in my sleep..

— The End —