Dollhouses & War

The first attempt at proper poetry and the next and the next.
"Not a tea stain, but a rain stain,"
"Does my heart tangle like headphones in a pocket?"
"...mascara tears registers exhilaration under rapid music beats. "
"Love is the only blood we will bleed as / Together we fall into a rainstorm."


21. The Void


I stare into the dark 

and the void welcomes me home.

My heart aches to give up,

to give in, 

to wreck down every single wall.


But here comes the light. 

A streetlight,

a flashlight

a headlight. 

And a strong voices tells it no. 

The void does not stretch to approach enemy lines. 

I am home here. 

And the void can give up

but not I. 

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