Welded in a Frozen Frame of Mind

08 Jun

Why is it

during those vast and endless rays

of hope

your absence is prevalent

as if you had never existed


and when the tides shift

and my emotions turn morose

and bitter

I can almost feel your presence



my cold and trembling body

as your hand caresses my

bloodstained shirt

and you whisper into my empty

and aching ear that indeed

you are ”here now”


yet at that moment I feel warmth

as if we would somehow

be welded together

in this position forever

until those cycling rays will have come to a hault

and from the darkness you will have disappeared



crimson tears will have not been shed

you were just a dream

my most beautiful

and almost tangible


one that I will hold onto

for safe keeping

with me



Posted by on June 8, 2013 in Uncategorized


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3 responses to “Welded in a Frozen Frame of Mind

  1. brian miller

    June 11, 2013 at 10:23 pm

    what a twist in the end…the worst kinda nightmare, the one that give hope and then whisks it away….

  2. Grace

    June 12, 2013 at 1:17 am

    Sad that it was all a dream or even a nightmare ~ It was like someone is messing up with your mind, a ghost saying I am here ~

  3. ayala

    June 13, 2013 at 11:31 am

    Lovely write.


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