Plagiarized Love

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my love for you is like a book with stolen pages
beautiful words erased
deleted lines…replaced
everything’s torn from the very bind
words rewritten that were never mine
an unknown author with a tale of a broken heart
spends his lonely days with nowhere to start
his pen runs dry
there’s nothing more to capture
in this tragic love story without its final chapter

Until Tomorrow…

black withered tree surounded by body of water

Hey everybody,

I come to you all today with some news. Not sure if it’s bad or good, to be honest. I can say this though, I’m pretty bummed and I’ve been this way for a few days now. I think I have come to a crossroads of if I want to carry on with this blog. I know it was not more than a few posts ago that I was mentioning how motivated that I was and how I have big plans for the future, but something recently has tainted my lust for blogging.

My annual renewal for my site comes up on the 28th of this month, and I have a few days to digest all this so I will use that time to determine the future of Earth to Ash.

Just wanted to thank you for being so loyal and I’ll be back soon with my intentions one way or the other. I appreciate every one of you as followers and as friends too. It’s a very tough time, I hope it all works out.

Until…

Safe Place

painting of a person swimming underwater

My throne upon wet stones.
Waves crashing making me get lost.
Howls of violence outside stop me dead in almost silence.
No one would follow me to where I could go.
Time, I banished.
Seconds…minutes…hours, the same to me.
Still, it fought back with the tides.
Afraid the ocean will swallow.
Strangle and take.
I struggle to leave, for this is the real I’ve felt til now.
Even if death is where I’ll be alive.