My experiences in life have rendered me incapable of feeling.
The damage you inflicted upon me is what you see
We all tolerate pain, misery, sadness
Suffering in silence
Love
What exactly is love?
I know when I love
I will give my all
My Soul
My Mind
My Body
And when it’s not requited?
The pain is unimaginable
Soul wrenching
Nauseous
Your physical being turned inside out
As if you’re experiencing metamorphosis
I was left in the darkness
Guideless
Trying futilely to find my way
To the light
Where all is good and peaceful
When will I ever find my peace?
Vessel
My body is only but a vessel
A Vessel that contains the supposed physical intimate connection
But what happens when trauma damages the vessel?
Physically the vessel will eventually heal
Emotional scars are invisible, appearing as YOU wish them to.
You can push them aside, shovel them elsewhere
They are not visible after all
However the tricky part is that it can always resurface
Resurface in the worst of times
You can never run away from your past
But you can never let your past catch up to you
Nor can you ever forget your past
But do not let your past immerse you, define you
Your past serves to continue on this journey you have taken
The struggles
The hurt
The pain
The suffering
The temporary relief
Of
Happiness
At the end of the journey, there is only you and no one else onboard
Written in reflection to my friend’s short stories, Love- A Haunting Unpeace
Lavender's Dream Web 