He came all the way from the back of his mind
where he'd been hiding, numb, mute and blind
The orbit of her arms now a distant longing
he continues on unrepentent of any belonging
To a world that promised love in the form of hysteria
and which now lies in a cool shaded grave crowned by wisteria
Steel - cold to the eyes but warm to the hand -
now lines his heart just like any other man
The heart that feels like a stone in his chest
that once sang pressed against her breast
Travels in space
Well, thanks lizzytysh, it's a nice feeling to get praise. Although I never meant to make you sad 
Hi Insanitor ~
Well, there's a question waiting for you over on the "Interview. . ." thread in the Comments & Questions section. It asks whether it's difficult for you to accept compliments
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The grave, the wisteria, the loss that has no hope of resolve, the strength and immediacy of her memory, and the way these and the rest were phrased create a feeling of sadness. For me, it's not a bad thing.
~ Lizzy
Well, there's a question waiting for you over on the "Interview. . ." thread in the Comments & Questions section. It asks whether it's difficult for you to accept compliments
.The grave, the wisteria, the loss that has no hope of resolve, the strength and immediacy of her memory, and the way these and the rest were phrased create a feeling of sadness. For me, it's not a bad thing.
~ Lizzy
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The human mind shrinks away from what hurts the body, heart and soul. But the pain cannot be kept hidden for ever. It must emerge and be purged. Grief is a similar condition. It can take days to emerge and flourish, or it can take years. But it will flourish. It cannot be kept hidden. I like this piece Insanitor. No bullshit here from me. I like it. (not bullshit, it takes ages to clean up) I like the poem. But you probably guessed that already? Hi liz!!
"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.
Wow. Thanks for the encouraging and kind words.
It's true about the emerging erupting nature of buried pain. Sometimes it comes in waves, tidal, tsunami, so on. But perhaps its possible that you can't know your true beauty if you don't remove the pain that covers it too?
Bullshit is hard to clean up, LOL
It's true about the emerging erupting nature of buried pain. Sometimes it comes in waves, tidal, tsunami, so on. But perhaps its possible that you can't know your true beauty if you don't remove the pain that covers it too?
Bullshit is hard to clean up, LOL
Good for you! 