The Letters…

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The letters I’d written…
Never meaning to send…

Words from deep down…
Not in need of a friend…

Nor a listening ear…
Or an inquiring mind…

Very carefully hidden…
For no one to find…

Locked in my boxes…
Just gathering dust…

For my eyes only…
No one else could I trust…

Knowing the content…
Each and every word…

Those pain filled pages…
Never spoken or heard…

But now you’ve found them…
Flush with achievement…

Think you’re so clever…
Dancing with my demons…

Removing the context…
Adding your own spin…

Interpreting your own way…
And using them to win…

Leaving me wounded…
Lying on the stone cold floor…

Kicking me in the stomach…
Could you gloat anymore…

As I shrink smaller and smaller…
Right before your very eyes…

Falling into a dark depression…
Still you never really realised…

The impact of your actions…
The scars left by your words…

But the wounds you prise open…
Push me further towards…

Making that final decision…
As maybe then you will see…

That hidden within those letters…
Was the true version of me…

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“But how I weep for those who’ve gone”…

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Listen to their voices…

Feel their twisted screams…

A million painful stories…

Wrapped up in horrific dreams…

Carved out by distant dead…

These tales of travellers past…

Etched into our Earths rock…

With images that last…

Of a world that blackened…

As the sun sank into the sea…

Leaving just a darkness…

Within the forests and the trees…

Allowing all the demons…

To reach out and stake a claim…

Infecting like some virus…

The weak and the lame…

Preying on the fearful…

That were ripe for pillaging…

Taking an iron clad grip…

Projecting evil imagery…

Into hearts and minds…

Tearing into every soul…

Removing any innocence…

And assuming full control…

In-between the void…

Where fear and love collide…

Opening up the door…

Where the Devil himself resides…

With the dwarf and the giant…

Who are one and the same…

And the church of no religion…

Is a sanctuary for the insane…

But leaving no escape…

For the beaten and the damned…

Who told their haunting stories…

On stones across our land…

Those who saw it happen…

And left hand written warnings…

That evil still walks amongst us…

In the half light of each morning…

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“Did you know, could you tell, you were the only one”…

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The friends with benefits,
found out the hard way…

Now sat in a room,
with nothing to say…

Because what was once,
pure sexual distraction…

Had now become,
such a fatal attraction…

And those best laid plans,
which took some attention…

Predictably failed,
despite the best of intentions…

As where there’s sex,
there is always emotion…

And inevitably one party,
descends into that ocean…

Feeling taken for granted,
left feeling such a fool…

Whilst diving headlong,
into love’s deep pool…

And convincing themselves,
that it could be more…

It’s the real thing and
they should be adored…

As it seemed a good thing,
but was doomed not to work…

And as the battle ensues,
both parties get hurt…

Seeing shattered hearts,
fall slowly to the ground…

Whilst a deafening silence,
echoes all around…

As they look at each other,
from across the room…

Not making eye contact,
both filled with a gloom…

With all those benefits,
simply fading away…

These two friends are left,
with nothing to say…

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“I’m going crazy, a little everyday”…

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Feel these words,
this is fucking insane…

So much to lose,
but too little to gain…

Only stolen moments,
that boost for a while…

And drunken hazes,
making you smile…

But are simply masking,
the darkness within…

And never uncovering,
just what is missing…

Something deep down,
that keeps you walking…

On the dangerous side,
hearing only Devils talking…

Watching demons play,
hidden out of the light…

In their never ending quest,
in their never ending fight…

To find some freedom and
feel at peace…

It’s what you once had,
but the beast now feasts…

He’s turning your head,
busy sowing the seeds…

And self-destruction,
is where this will lead…

Where a fleeting moment,
is all it will take…

For this to unravel and
reveal the mistakes…

And at that point,
all hope will be lost…

As all you have built,
will bear the full cost…

So feel these words,
this is no longer a game…

There’s so much to lose and
there will be so much pain…

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Amazing art by Kimmy Rattelman