Tonight was hell & poetry
A page in the diary "Steve the Diary"
Written by winterrain 2. Nov 2007 01:35 AM
My ex punched a hole in the bathroom door. I threw him out. I feel like shit. I also told him that if his violence and angry behaviour does not stop I'm taking the kids and moving to my ex- ex - ex boyfriend in Sydney (who the kids know and love) and he knows I'll do it too (but damn I'm terrified) at least it had him on crisis lines tonight... anyway...
Lonliness is a shroud of empty hope
Wrapping clammy fingers over your face,
round your heart,
squeezing till you turn death white.
Lonliness is the constantly empty side of the bed,
the unused pillow,
the lips unkissed,
the skin untouched that aches for just one brush....
Tears fall free,
uncluttered by logic,
just empty dark red caverns inside,
where once I hid my heart.
Pain slices, sharper than razor blades, through my brain,
clogs my breath,
and I no longer have the strength to break free.