She dreamt of him in midnight enchantments and denied wishes
She denounced the prophecy and summoned galactic witches
“Make him love me,” she screamed into every darkened space
She medaled in the affairs of spells and potions to feel his embrace
She tucked folded letters into her shoes and jars onto shelves
She chanted riddles, read scriptures, called on the fairies and elves
“Make him need me,” she begged at every chapel, every alter
She tried every trick she could but all attempts did falter
She hung suspended in her unrequited feelings tortured
Not able to go backwards, Unable to move forwards
“Make him miss me,” she pleaded to the heavens and the hells
She wasted away behind the bars of her love cells
Frozen in her own formulas of want and desire
Obsession and yearning that conjured in her fire
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I have been hit with the “ich” to write but I have nothing to say. It’s not like I don’t have anything to talk about. I have a whole library of experiences and a full notebook of topics I could churn into words across this screen. Yet, I’m scrolling through social media looking for some kind of inspiration. It’s not usually like this; where I feel the urge to write but I have nothing to write about. Usually, my mind starts filling up with sentences and words. So, I open up my computer and start transferring them over before they consume my thoughts. Otherwise I spend my entire day distracted. I feel like I want to say something, but my head is blank except for the fact that I have nothing to put out. I guess this is kind of what peace feels like for those of us who are used to the chaos.
By Dark Moon Empire3 days ago in Motivation
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The portrayal of being suspended in unrequited feelings and trapped in love cells evokes a sense of emotional imprisonment, great job, thank you very much for sharing, love your works, hope to read more, subscribed.
Powerful words of love and desire