When Tears Are Not Enough
written by: Talida Barbe
@Tebok_Kai
Your muscles forget
how to smile,
your synapses forget
their grammar and words
while ghosts walk
barefooted
on your brain
pushing and squeezing
for a wicked kind of pain;
there is no release
without forgiveness
and no forgiveness
without reason;
just cracked glass
that shows
distorted truths
you hammer
with your silent cry
hoping to break it
into pieces
and melt it
into a ball
that rolls over
hope-
death-
and
regret.
I was born in late autumn. I like to seek light in the darkness. Often I find myself doing so through words that turn into imageries that are both a blessing and a burden for the heart. I love natural imagery. What defines me? Solitude, nature, and the uncanny.
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