Castles / La Douleur ExquiseA Poem by astoriaA poem inspired from my experience in an abusive relationship
The ice seeps through walls that I've built so high
Its cold but I'm still burning iridescent blue flames Breathing in the scent of old letters from poorly written romances Skin still bruised from hits that got confused with "I love you's" Silken ivory smeared with black and blue. Violet dotted flowers emerged from white, But they weren't beautiful, no, you painted ugly pictures on my skin Until I was a canvas filled with careless, angry strokes Until I could only see red from my weeping skin Until I believed that this was love in the most abstract form. You were an artist that inspired me to build architecture Thoughts formed into stone-cold bricks that went up, up, up Locking myself into a box where I was finally queen Building castles that lasted lifetimes And where the violet flowers started to wilt. © 2015 astoriaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on October 21, 2015 Last Updated on October 21, 2015 Tags: abusive, relationship, abusive relationship, dysfunctional, love, romance, poetry, poem Author
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