Ceaseless Night

This night is relentless in it's constant efforts to smother me in memories.
It's now that the ripples are reaching my shore from the stone thrown by you days ago.
I was weaned off the morphine of you, clean and clear headed, finding myself again.
A new me, of course, I can never return to who I was before you.
There you stood looking through the glass in front of me,
like a slap in the face,
snatched the breath from me,
as you did from the first day.
Make me think my philosophy of fate and destiny.
Twist my mind, tangled in the knowledge of you.
You the recipient of my unconditional love.
After all your immense carnage,  
I still send you my unconditional love.
That's what I strive to maintain,

                                                  my ability to see and give love around me.

Ah the memories flood me,
rush and swirl around my head making it ache
til I write it out to purge myself, but with each dry heave of words,
you remain.
I can scrub my flesh raw yet
I can't remove your stain.
I'll  pop a Xanax soon I suppose and turn off my mind
I thought I was through with those kind of nights.
Thought writing would bring closure, foolish me.
Damn ceaseless night.

Reviews

[Drifter]

Through your words you spoke (not wrote, this really begs to be read aloud) my heart and mind and soul right now, right down to pop another Xanax, thinking I was through with these nights, these damn ceaseless nights.

Bravo... and I hope so much that this is the Donie that I want it to be; a lovejunkie can never stop wanting what they need. I hope you get some kind of notification, because maybe I can't come home, but have to stay at a home I even forgot I have...

[Singular D]

yes, hello... it's me.
i forgot i had this account.
good to hear from you!