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Somnambulist

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~Somnambulist~






Life is measured in time, I longed for your presence, your voice, your body, and your love to shake me out of a nightmare in which my body just wouldn't let me open my eyes.

It was the thought of the punishments inflicted on you that shook me awake at night.

And I woke up every morning with the sounds of past torment and your screaming in my head, creating a haunting ringing in my ears. I realized I couldn't escape the reminders.

I never tried to justify that call, I was a broken heap on the ground, sobbing, trying not to mind the pain of the entire world falling on top of me and asking why but it was more of a plea than a question.

After I had let part of myself die with that lie, I couldn't learn to forgive myself, I let myself slip away until I was so far gone in all the things I wish we could have done.

I tried to pick up the pieces of myself that you left scattered in this home that's just a reminder of the emptiness of existence, in the bed we shared, the places we had traveled, and the world we had not yet seen.

It's sad that I don't know which reality to face anymore. Or what reality you're a part of.

I realized that I loved you for who you were and could not see my life without you. Like a beautiful dream, I close my eyes hoping for continuation.

All my mind can manifest are hastily muffled words of voices I recognize, and jittery dark figures without faces that kept me from going back.

I thought forever was over, until you one day returned on an apologetic knee. I needed no more convincing other than knowing that you needed me as much as I needed you.

I suffered a lot before I could even stand on my own. They told me you were dead and I believed them.

It had to be that I had to let myself believe that you were gone, so that I could live again.

Then you picked me up like you had done so many times before.







Somnambulist © J-Goth/Amanda P./Kanjou Li
I think this is a new approach to a wider range of emotions I have been feeling and trying to channel them into a relatable figure such as poetry.

This was designed to tap into lonely hearts to see the importance of real love.

I hope you all like it.

I appreciate comments. :heart:
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Real love is suffering a life time without it