I dreamt of you in a place
Where there was once only us,
But instead of me,
There was another you’d convinced yourself
to love even more,
And somewhere inside, where the pain should have been,
Was only the empty fear of another nightmare.
K.N.O.W.
5.27.2015 17:30 hrs
What has often bothered me, is not the ending of things, but the ease with which I’ve seen perfectly beautiful journeys destroyed for the littlest of things. It is the loss of what should have been, could have been, and now will never be. And the saddest part of it all, is that you never notice until that time has gone. Perhaps it is why I’ve always done my best to glue things back together again, but release is the sweetest peace, in and of itself.
When the walls of indifference slip away for a moment,
There is terror in my soul,
A fear so poignant, and suffocating it staggers me;
Making the darkness of my sins’ meanings,
Pale virginally against the riptide of the fear,
The terror that corrodes my thought and gesture.
And under the weight of it all, I am so naked,
Unable to avoid the image of you;
You not wanting me;
Closing doors upon me;
The doors of your heart,
Windows of your eyes.
And it is under this spear of petrification
that my body freezes,
Skin and bones shattering
as teeth chatter painfully in silence;
The silence of your words,
And the deafness of your eyes;
Even as your ears are blind to my love,
and to my sorrow.
Kadeen Nichelle Oksana Waldron
Sunday, November 10, 2013. Aunty Kean’s birthday 20.44hrs
Strings are cut
Love is lost
*Ocean swallows*
A wind blows
And time shifts.
End of The End.
Kadeen Nichelle Oksana Waldron
Monday, August 5, 2013 16.42 hours
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