Never were.

You were a love that has wasted away, 

The aching demise of my tears fate, 

Turning to black envy, 

Where all my sorrow festers and waits. 

Burrowing down into the wishing well, 

I’ve givin’ every penny to destiny

Pleading and bargaining. 

Why is bliss so far away? 

I’ve searched and waited, 

Patiently I’ve prayed, 

But silence grows while my heart plunders, 

Further, further it sinks into it’s grave. 

Till I realize, once again, you’re nothing but heartache. 

#poetry  #poem  #poems  

#Gone with the Wind  #Scarlet O'hara  #Rhett Butler  

“I put my heart and soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.”
– Vincent van Gogh  (via penniesfromheaven-)

(Source: larmoyante, via tharealkendramack)

→ in this drought of truth and invention: Pindrop

darlienne:

Hello darkness, my old friend. I’ve come to talk with you again.

“Fools,” said I, “You do not know silence, like a cancer, grows. Hear my words that I might teach you; take my arms that I might reach you.”

But my words, like silent raindrops, fell… and echoed, in the wells of silence.

And the…

“Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster, and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”
– Friedrich Nietzsche (via darlienne)

(Source: philosophy-quotes, via darlienne)

→ Elegia Memnosyne: We are the Sacred Ones

myelegia:

The world is closing down
drawing shutters and turning signs
spreading thick pools of inky shadow
while faces disappear into darkened interiors
But I am not done yet,
I hear a crackle of fire
and follow it’s calling,
until I can see the reflection
of burning embers
ripple across the firmament