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( votes)Dark Love Ode
written by: Kat Lehmkuhl
I feel dark inside,
Like thick, clotted ink
Seeping through
Tiny perforations in my soul.
A black cloud covering my
True vision.
My legs move as if
Lead weights are tied,
As if they sludge
Through muddy,
Bogged waters.
Sleep would be a friend
If it would only visit,
But it does not stay.
Thoughts of you,
Of losing you,
Have become my
One constant companion.
Your eyes were my alcohol,
The resonance of your voice,
My drug, an instant high.
Now, none of my vices
Will tame the withdraws,
That rip into my soul.
Kat Lehmkuhl
Kat Lehmkuhl is a life-long poet from Ohio in the US. She has been happily married to her best friend, Sean for the past 24 years and has three kids.
Kat has been writing poetry since she was a teenager and has continued throughout her adult life. Poetry has been her therapy and friend during a verbally and emotionally abusive childhood and through many of life’s other challenging times. It has allowed her to put into words the scars and hurt and to document the healing as well.
Kat has been writing poetry since she was a teenager and has continued throughout her adult life. Poetry has been her therapy and friend during a verbally and emotionally abusive childhood and through many of life’s other challenging times. It has allowed her to put into words the scars and hurt and to document the healing as well.
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- Dark Love Ode - January 10, 2019
