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Black Rose!

  • Writer: iand youmatter
    iand youmatter
  • May 13, 2023
  • 2 min read

Updated: May 14, 2023



Believe me when I say...

I'm back to the shell of a girl you met way back then

you left me a note:, when the end is near

mutual company is short-lived

I said time is an illusion, there is only distance and space

Age is neither here or there

When you listen to your heart,, no amount or reasoning will makes any sense

I said tell me my love what stands in our way?

We're oceans apart

yet here we are

I was always heart over head,

I knew you wanted your own kid

so I chose to walk away

I cried my heart out and said my farewell

I gazed at your eyes just one more time just before

I was taking my last breath

Your lips touched mine for the very first time

you kissed me for 6 hours straight

then 2 men arrived and took me away

put me on ice and stuck me in their freezer


Your hands as cold as ice and your heart turned to stone for an eternity

Every time that we met after then

you fetched me a black rose and placed it on my grave bed

you tried to steal a kiss from the stone where I laid

nothing returned

It was totally dark both in the air and in your head

you looked up to the sky and tried to star gaze

It was cloudy and misty

and apart from the voice that was echoing

from a very distant day

You only heard the wind as it rustled in your hair

The old oak tree

tried to lend you a hand

and whispered in your ear

get up old boy,

It is time for your prayer.

you lost consciousness

you awoke to the sound of the birds seronading

Tomorrow is a new beginning

There's a long road ahead,

You've had a hell of a day

pick yourself up and dust yourself down

Maybe go do what you enjoy doing?

But don't forget to take it slow, and question what you could be missing!


remember, self compassion always comes first!.that way you will enjoy the process.








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I write about my struggles as a mum of a highly sensitive child and dealing with the education system. Our fights over 10 years with the  broken system, who were   determined to label him Autistic and how I managed to combat this. My journey as a migrant from a mixed marriage who lived through one war and chose her maternal country in the end in pursuit of happiness.

 

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