Free verse № 43031
The Rift
Starts at a place
that I cannot recall.
A depravity structured.
The strongest of walls.
Dividing my soul
from the beauty of God.
Keeping me safe
from what is, and what was.
On this side pure darkness.
with sounds that raise hair.
Since, there was never a nexus,
I studied despair.
And I learned to bend shadows.
And the secrets of words
But I never found out
how I could be cured.
Because, fear has been stronger
then what they call love
I can eat it, or make it.
When push comes to shove.
Independent of structure.
Void of all heart.
The rift is my gift,
as it tears me apart.
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she did, and danced on the small floor by the DJ.
We had driven between cities, practiced numbers and lines,
but still I could only watch
and drink.
She was with my best friend,
anyway.
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