Tag: sadness

• Look at us

  

  Will we love each other 

  like we did here in the next 

  life? Will there be joy and glory 

  or ashes and debris?

  As a lifetime of fighting 

  a body wasting slowly, 

  and a mind crawling into the

  abyss inches towards completion 

  will we leave a legacy, 

  something someone will clasp

  and remember us by, 

  or will we become 

  fading memories 

  ensconced in the 

  darkest alleys 

  of a friend’s mind? 

  You said you felt like

  none of this matters,

  and that broke my heart, 

  but then you went 

  out of the way 

  to comfort me, 

  urging me to believe like 

  I once did, saying your mantra

  aloud, things will get better…

  things will get better…

  things will get better…

  Somewhere down the line 

  I stopped hoping in you, 

  and that crushed you. 

  I wanted you to put 

  your hopes in me 

  and you couldn’t, 

  and I don’t blame you —

  my chaotic drift from a deep,

  spiritual nihilism to 

  a radical faith and then to 

  incoherent madness 

  had to be too much 

  to swallow. 

  So, irrespective of where 

  we are when 

  this story is over, 

  after all the small 

  narratives combine

  to form a big picture

  and we finish our books, 

  let’s hold each other now

  and hope that 

  we’ll see more than 

  pain, wrath, swollen flesh, 

  nystagmus and madness, 

  and even if we lose hope, 

  let’s hold each other because 

  love without purpose 

  sometimes goes beyond 

  a purposeful love, 

  and though people mock it, 

  calling it simple emotion,

  I’d rather spend 

  an evening with you,

  coming up with stories 

  and names we

  call each other, 

  engendering a lust 

  for life, 

  and pushing us forward 

  despite the past 

  being one messy, 

  bloody scar. 

  June 2, 2023

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