emotional poetry
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I asked for just one winter more, One Christmas by my side. One final walk through mountain snow, Before our last goodbye. I begged whatever God might hear For a little more time with you. But summer took my doggie away Before the cold winds blew And it fucking hurts. It hurts…
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I do not fear the coming dark,Nor silence at the end.I’ve walked beside death long enoughTo almost call it friend. I do not fear forgotten names,Or weathered stone and rain.I’d rather vanish with the windThan live through someone’s pain. For I have broken hearts before,And left some dreams undone.There are apologies I oweThat time has…
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Your coat still shines like mountain snow,Though silver marks the years.A wolf’s dark mask still frames your face,I’ve loved beyond my fears. Your ears still rise to greet my voice,Your tail still sweeps the air.Though age has slowed your faithful stride,You always meet me there. You’ve walked beside me through the stormsThat no one else…
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When darkness finds my weary eyes,The ghosts return once more.They walk the halls I cannot leave,And knock upon my door. They wear the faces time preserved,The ones I cannot save.They speak without a single word,From every silent grave. Some came from nights I called my home,Where fear became my guide.A child who learned that some…
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I built these walls from promises I could not keep.Worn photographs still linger in forgotten drawers.I have stood on both sides of goodbye long enough to know its language.Love found me four times and left carrying pieces of my name.Like broken glass, some wounds were given and some were earned. All these years later, I…
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Through Your Eyes People have spoken about my eyesfor as long as I can remember. They tell me it feels as thoughI am looking past the surface,past the practiced smiles,past the careful words. As though I can see somethingthey never intended to show. Some grow quiet beneath my gaze. Some look away. Some laugh nervouslyand…
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I have never believed in tomorrow. People speak of it as though it waits beyond the horizon,a place we are destined to arrive,but I have lived long enough to know better. There is only now. The breath in my lungs.The rain against the window.The ache in my chest. Everything else is memory. By the time…
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If I must come for you No force exists to save you from me No prayers you scream will be answered No silent God will show you His mercy Your body will be mine for the breaking Little by little, you’ll understand why they say death is not the cruelest ending Before I am through,…
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Moonlight I talked with the devil at midnight, Heart in pieces, worn thin with despair. I cursed and I wept while he listened, Bottle in hand as he pulled up a chair. A grin touched his lips as he studied me. “I can make all that suffering end.” He poured out two shots and held…
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How cruel to lose in just one nightWhat felt so safe, so sure,To wake and find what held me closesimply doesn’t exist anymore. And crueler still to watch you goAs though it cost so little,To see you step so easilyBeyond what broke me brittle. I keep replaying every word,Each moment, every touch,And break beneath the…
Ink & Shadows: The Words of Osiris j Reapor 