Without Love by Lolly Vieira
A poem written during an abusive relationship
your love is a rusted anchor
dug in the sand at the bottom of the sea
weighed down by furious words
thrown haphazardly between you and me
lies shouted in blind anger
both raging suicidally
trying to live without regret
a pointless endeavor in the deep
harder to do than say
apologies don’t exist
we drowned them out long ago
lost in the ocean of hot whiskey sex
you say it’s soulful intimacy
in a dark and twisted way
but it isn’t as poetic as you make it out to be
what's left is putrid rot
my soul's decay
there’s no buried treasure in the sand
the ship of love has sailed away
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Lolly Vieira
Welcome to my page where I make sense of all the facets of myself through poetry and short stories.
I'm an artist of many mediums and strive to know and do better every day.
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