The Wound

The wound you left behind festers and weeps inside me filling me with so much more than just tears until I feel like this is it I am going to burst and the pain is going to be over. But alas, no. I keep waking up to more days of this endlessly expanding balloon of grief that disdains the bounds of my heart, my body, my apartment and floats away through open doors and windows, claiming the sky like a runaway cloud of melancholy casting an additional layer of dark shadows over the already depressing streets of Houston.

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Chaos is in you, it folds with every beat of your heart. You find me here and now; But I am already gone to join forces with the enemy of time.

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E. Saglamer

E. Saglamer

Chaos is in you, it folds with every beat of your heart. You find me here and now; But I am already gone to join forces with the enemy of time.

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