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Caged Perspectives

augur future déjà vu
an egg mold of me, congealed
nested tight, go ahead, look

above my head the stars spin
vision of birthed beginnings
icy fingers reach out,
gods voracious, but too short to reach you

my many voices salient, secreting fear
like a jeweled snail trail, I’d give it to you
the pretty shimmers would fit your neck
endless beauty of pain
it finds me; it follows
I’d back up

@katrinnac

Completely The Other Thing

Not as much exertion
as it is excursion.
Not really anaesthetic,
but just aesthetic.
Not only physics,
but also physical.
Not very much science,
but a lot of sign language.
Not extra polarity,
but extrapolation.
Not at all forbidden fruit,
but totally forbidden fruitfulness.

Prompt 437: Forbidden fruits 

apparently I was trapped
in between the thunderclaps
and wherever else the lost
things roam and yet you still
saw the quiet sigh of me within
the even quieter flickering cast
by candlelight. and i’m not saying
you saved me but you did blow an
inferno into my heart and I never
knew that organ was fireproof.
—  but is it ok if i leave part of me behind (s.c)
I’m trying to get over you, I’m trying so goddamned hard. And some mornings I wake up and think, yes, maybe I finally am free. Free from my echoing thoughts of you. Free from the constant battle of loving you and losing you. But then other mornings I wake up and all I can think about is how your eyes look with sunlight in them and how your face looks just before you break into a smile.
Maybe we aren’t meant to be together, maybe not now, maybe not ever.
And I don’t wanna have a single grain of hope, because blessed are those with no expectations.
But sometimes I think against my own will that what if we break all the laws?
Maybe we’ll forget each other soon but what if we meet again someday in the future, and in one look we’ll feel the ache in our hearts of our incomplete love, and maybe then I’ll be right for you, and you’ll be right for me?
Maybe we are meant to be together, maybe not now, but maybe someday.
The moment you let somebody into your heart you’re taking a risk…
Not everybody’s going to hurt you of course but from the moment you begin to care for someone you’re giving them that power and whether or not they use it is completely beyond your control. It’s terrifying I know – but it’s the risk you take when you love somebody. That’s not a negative attitude on life or love – that’s just how it is and sometimes you win and sometimes you lose.
When you lose it feels like you always lose… like every relationship ends in tears and that this is just the latest in a long line of risks that didn’t pay off. But there was happiness before it ended – if there wasn’t you wouldn’t be so upset about it, so it’s not really a loss because you had love. Not everything has to go the way you wanted it to for you to have gained something valuable. Trust me, the longer you live the more you’ll realize that life rarely goes the way you want it to… but that doesn’t make it a loss.
It didn’t work out and it hurts I know, but take it from me – you didn’t lose. You had love, you had happiness, you opened your heart and connected with another human being and just because it didn’t last forever doesn’t mean it wasn’t worthwhile. The people who lose are the ones who close their heart or don’t know how to love… The ones who lose are the people who will never have the happiness you’ve had because they live in emotional isolation and will never experience what it’s like to have a connection with somebody…
You may have been hurt, but you were brave enough to open your heart in the first place and one day, when you’re ready, I hope you open it again for somebody else… because the only way you lose is if you don’t…
—  Ranata Suzuki | Love is worth the risk

I have always been
the spikes that
pierce your
lungs as you breathe
me in.

I am the poison seeping
into your bloodstream
when you think
the bite isn’t
deadly.

I am the sting of
betrayal on your fingertips,
and you should
know that you can’t
catch up at this
point.

I am leagues ahead
of you, and all
that remains is the
sour taste of
destruction that
lingers on your
lips.

go.

leave everything shallow that has ever kept you from going.

you deserve depth.
you deserve an ocean

for there is wildness in you
that no calm water can contain.

so go, if you must.

you really must.

—  tanvi r
Everyone has that one person they can’t quite get over.
You can move forward with your life, you can find happiness elsewhere but every once in a while your mind will always linger back to this person. It just feels… unfinished… like there are things left unsaid.
But the funny thing is, even if you find this person and say all the things you want to… even if you do this time and time again, you will never get rid of that feeling. You will always feel unsettled and uneasy about the way it ended because the truth is it’s not about anything left unsaid or undone… What’s unresolved has nothing to do with words or actions – it’s your feelings. And it doesn’t matter how many times you go back to this person, weather you confront them or write them a letter or call them on the phone to say the things you feel you need to say to get closure… none of it will make a difference because deep down inside, for better or for worse… this person will always have a piece of your heart. Nothing you say or do will ever change that and it’s pointless to try so you may as well accept it.
No matter what you do… it will never be over between you.
And on the one day I needed you, really needed you, you aren’t there. After days of complete torture and hurt, I expect to see you standing at my door, ready to make it better like you always do. But you weren’t. The blame can’t entirely be on you, though. I can’t say that. I surely had a lot more faith in you than I should have. So I will close the door and walk away, maybe we will meet again another day.
—  you weren’t there