The Antidote
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jan 19, 2009
What have I lost that can never again be mine? I have lost skin and I have lost blood. I have lost tears and I have lost time. What has been taken away from me that can never be returned? A life, a love, a woman, a⦠Raison dâetre.
To find a way to fill an insatiable need, I trust in a blade. Between ribs it searches for the source of the pain. A numb body offers no fight. Tragically departed was my love, stolen from a man who built a world around her.
Slowly comes release as a trembling blade finds its destination. Upon arrival, Iâm flooded with warmth. The cowardâs way out, many call it. I think of it more as a simple yet eloquent play. The concerto has passed, the music fades. And now I walk a welcoming path into no more.
Amare et sapere vix deo conceditur.
To find a way to fill an insatiable need, I trust in a blade. Between ribs it searches for the source of the pain. A numb body offers no fight. Tragically departed was my love, stolen from a man who built a world around her.
Slowly comes release as a trembling blade finds its destination. Upon arrival, Iâm flooded with warmth. The cowardâs way out, many call it. I think of it more as a simple yet eloquent play. The concerto has passed, the music fades. And now I walk a welcoming path into no more.
Amare et sapere vix deo conceditur.