E-dUbBs Posted November 22, 2021 Posted November 22, 2021 The Broken Pieces the vacuum and the droplets It disappears into a puff of smoke That which gave you life Now makes you *** Like a priceless piece of China broke And all you can do is hold the pieces An emptiness that crawls in Like an open door with a cold autumn wind And then the vacuum expands within A vacuum that surrounds the broken pieces The footsteps and echoes you hear no more The silence leaves you feeling raw no one to hear the drips hit the floor As tears fall from the vacuum with the broken pieces in (not Kink themed as such but a reflection on the end of a dynamic )
athom Posted November 22, 2021 Posted November 22, 2021 This is right where I'm at. Been fucked over, walked over...it hurts.
E-dUbBs Posted November 22, 2021 Author Posted November 22, 2021 Sometimes I’m glad to say my words find ways to those who feel or need them I was worried because the wording is eclectic thanks to of you lovely people I’m not Any more
Bluestony69 Posted November 22, 2021 Posted November 22, 2021 Been there, am still there, for a long long time probably. It really does hurt I really do hurt!
Deleted Member Posted November 22, 2021 Posted November 22, 2021 Right where I’m at, trying to find the courage to try again
Deleted Member Posted November 22, 2021 Posted November 22, 2021 Hugs Ed you know where i am if u need an ear. Be kind to yourself and remember as one door closes another opens x
E-dUbBs Posted November 23, 2021 Author Posted November 23, 2021 Wow never expected so much love for this poem Thoughts go out to the flip side of this coin “the little zebra” I know she’s hurting too
Deleted Member Posted November 23, 2021 Posted November 23, 2021 It's a very interesting poem. Do you usually write poetry?
E-dUbBs Posted November 23, 2021 Author Posted November 23, 2021 1 hour ago, Kate-5999 said: It's a very interesting poem. Do you usually write poetry? I do Though not always regularly and they can take various forms
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