No need of words,
thoughts that blame,
forcing others
to agree
with my irrationality.
Ice blocks in my heart
have melted
with springtime,
thawing out bitterness
held onto
when you weren’t there
to see.
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A melting pot of paint, poetry and philosophy
Ok, read both. What are they related to?
For me both relate to acceptance that people change, for better or worse and what was once felt, said, understood about commitment doesn’t come true. It happens all the time, no one I know is unaffected. Do you know someone?
Do you mean in a relationship, friendship or in general?
I can relate to both because of things that happened in the past.
Ditto, I’m afraid.
As in they relate to something that you went through in the past?
I’ve found that writing about things that happened several years ago has helped me get over them. I really should have started doing it ages ago.
I sleep, or not in most case, with a pen and pad at my side. Something of a habit, but I can think of worse ones.
That’s a good habit imo. That way every thought can go on paper before you forget it.