That new feeling
of opening my eyes
and wanting to •not• die.

I silence my needs
with my own hand,
as if wanting to feel
what it is like
to feel them drip
between my fingers.

I’m drunk
on your ruptured love,
and I’m sober
because of the lack of mine.

Months and months
I spent watching
eat me from the inside.
Holes in my words
were making more holes in them,
and I was deteriorating
from within.
I still feel
the sting of your words
the taste of my own ones,
stuck in my throat.

Like the smell of the sea.

I constantly look for you(r)
I substitute this strong feeling
with a physical need.

You know,
I would kiss
every man in this world,
if it meant
I would feel at least half
what it was to be with you –
imaginary moments.

My days became a ghost town,
where I walk alone,
thinking about those split seconds
when I gave myself to you,
and didn’t even dare to think
I’d be eaten alive.

– Chatty Owl –

31 Replies to “MOTHS”

  1. This is very poignant, and so powerful. Emotion isn’t always raw and does have a lot of intricacy to it, which you’ve managed to capture beautifully.

    1. You are always so kind to me. It makes me smile. And yes, let’s attempt to write together and guest write something! I’d like to, whenever I have more time 😦

  2. *hugs* I hope you do feel again, you’re a beautiful person and you will feel again, you deserve it

    1. i know *hugs* getting hurt like that rips chunks out of us, don’t let the bleeding drown you. You’re an amazing, beautiful soul, and knowing you has enriched and made my life brighter. I hate seeing you hurt :-/, but we have to walk through the glass filled streets, to get back to the happy place again. ready to start the walk? *holds out hand*

    2. I wouldn’t say hurt.. Disappointed more like. Longing. Sighing over things that could have happened, yet didn’t. Anyhow, thank you for your constant support. I hope you are well and feeling happy.

  3. Oh my! I’m here smiling like a fool, I’ve never been gladder to be called stranger lol

    P.S. Thanks for subscribing, but that’s my abandoned blog you subscribed to. I now blog at 🙂

  4. What can one say when the owl hoots, except to just listen and enjoy …The months and Moths made me chuckle 🙂

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