Eprobles-poetby E.P.Robles28 Jan 2020

MOTHER, all the monsters are now gone. Love and Spirit have defeated them; and what is left is a gaping hole that can only be filled by Light and Soul.

Gripping my throat gripping my soul gripping all life;

Is my fear
is my fear
is all my
undying fear

AND my lover, the other; the woman who stole my heart — i gave her all my bad and good; and my heart always to this one too!

Don’t you breath upon me my fear!
don’t you tread upon me the evil one!

If I could cry and I’ve tried \ If I could sleep and I would
I would never belie these facts: that most hearts are black
but never within my deepest dreams!

:: 12-01-2017 ::